Tomorrow. Tomorrow I will apply to as many coffee shops as I can get my hands on. That way I'll be able to start calling them on Monday or Tuesday. I'm kind of afraid of doing Starbucks because apparently they do behavioral interviews, and I hate behavioral interviews, but.
I had a very interesting discussion with my therapist, in which the question of why I've been feeling so bad as of late even though I'm fairly sure there's nothing physically wrong with me got resolved. (I mean, I started feeling crappy before the recent death in my family, so it's clearly not that either.) But I think that deserves its own post, especially since the whole thing takes time to unpack and set out in logical order.