A day of interviews in london.
A vague prospect of a second interview, and even vaguer possibility of a job. I cant wait for all this graduate job-hunting to be over. Im not even sure I want a job. I just want to drift. I havent drifted yet.
I dont want to settle into the 9-5 routine.
How many times can you take off and run in a lifetime before the inevitable return to routine becomes the running away?
A vague prospect of a second interview, and even vaguer possibility of a job. I cant wait for all this graduate job-hunting to be over. Im not even sure I want a job. I just want to drift. I havent drifted yet.
I dont want to settle into the 9-5 routine.
How many times can you take off and run in a lifetime before the inevitable return to routine becomes the running away?