I try to be productive, look for jobs and clean the apartment, but my motivation is nonexistent. I am stuck in limbo, as if my life is on pause until I know where Drew and I stand. Technically, if he has a big, fancy career in Victoria, I might have to move out there to be with him. So it might be pointless to try too hard to find a new job here in Calgary. Still, when Wednesday comes, I wake up well before my alarm buzzes. I lie in bed, listening to the sounds of early morning traffic. I know if I look out the window I will see rows of brake lights as hundreds of people make their commute into the downtown core. There will be people standing at bus stops and down the street, at the C-Train station, students and office employees will be huddled in the chilly air, waiting for transit to bring them to their destinations. Today is my interview with Jameson and Jameson, a small law firm down on 17th Avenue. They are significantly less prestigious than Carter Clinton and deal with mainly environmental law.
