It's five months today since I got made redundant and to celebrate this anniversary I bought a 6-pack of Tennants Super, 20 Regal and didn't bother getting dressed.
Not really. I'm doing my best not to become a sterotypical doleite, but as the days merge into months it's difficult to remain optimistic. Every day's the same. Sunday's aren't special any more because they're the same as every other day. And despite all the news about the thousands of people in the same boat as me, I don't know one other person who's been made redundant.
I'm at my parents at the moment in Northamptonshire. Staring at their 4 walls instead of mine. Wallpaper instead of Farrow & Ball Elephant's Breath. I came up here to meet the creative director at the company I've applied for a job with, but I just found out they've pulled the budget and there's no longer a job. Typical. I've still got my fingers crossed for the one in Dubai but haven't heard any more. No doubt that's gone tits-up too.
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