I’ve always loved coffee shops. Well, at least since I started drinking coffee in college (more out of necessity than pleasure or social necessity). During student teaching, the coffee shop in my small college town was my first destination before driving 30 miles on a country highway a few towns over. One morning, they were really excited to see me and they handed me a paper as I approached the counter with me on the cover conducting the band in their Winter Concert.
Needless to say, I knew I went there too often. But here I am, sitting in a coffee shop in Denver sipping black coffee and enjoying air conditioning that I don’t have to pay for.
Last week Thursday I moved back home with my parents from college and enjoyed a great family vacation. Now, life is back to normal. Except I’m now an unemployed college grad in a recovering economy. So not great. But over the last few days I’ve become really excited about what the future holds. Sure, it’s nerve-wracking and terrifying, but there’s a feeling like I’m supposed to be here.
I’m still looking for work in school districts in the area, but I’m ready to sub for the first 6 months to a year if that is necessary. Now that I’m moved, I’ll work on that reflection on the recent Music Educator’s Journal. I didn’t forget about it!