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Bring 'em over.
Having edited fourteen cover letters and sent off ten applications, I'm not in a state or mood to try for further composition. Not the elaborate kind, at any rate.
Again, there's a number of positions that are getting my hopes up, or at least tickling the right parts of my mind when I give myself some time to fantasize about the prospects. Sometimes the location's enough for that - places like Chicago and San Diego make just about anything worth trying, just to move there - and this time around it's location plus the job itself. I'm trying to fight against the creeping tide of imposter syndrome; the logic there is that if I haven't gotten a job yet, I can't be good enough. If I keep telling myself it's not the case, and see that my qualifications do in fact meet what's asked for, it's easier to keep going.
That, and seeing good friends get job offers and interviews of their own. I know it's human nature to look for patterns to draw conclusions, and I know it's incorrect to assume random confluences equal reliable predictions - and at the same time, I know accepting the irrational hope as a helpful quality for my own situation is fairly beneficial.
Now if I can do something about the creeping tide in my e-mail inbox, I'll be doing okay.
Again, there's a number of positions that are getting my hopes up, or at least tickling the right parts of my mind when I give myself some time to fantasize about the prospects. Sometimes the location's enough for that - places like Chicago and San Diego make just about anything worth trying, just to move there - and this time around it's location plus the job itself. I'm trying to fight against the creeping tide of imposter syndrome; the logic there is that if I haven't gotten a job yet, I can't be good enough. If I keep telling myself it's not the case, and see that my qualifications do in fact meet what's asked for, it's easier to keep going.
That, and seeing good friends get job offers and interviews of their own. I know it's human nature to look for patterns to draw conclusions, and I know it's incorrect to assume random confluences equal reliable predictions - and at the same time, I know accepting the irrational hope as a helpful quality for my own situation is fairly beneficial.
Now if I can do something about the creeping tide in my e-mail inbox, I'll be doing okay.