Should I take a shower?
I mean, what’s the point, anyway? I’m in Tel Aviv and there’s a bitch of a heat wave. I have a job interview in some place I have no idea how to get to with no one to take me there. I have a heavy portfolio I need to schlep with me all the way there (wherever "there" is). All are factors which will make me sweat and smell like I haven’t showered in days. So why should I shower?
I don’t like Tel Aviv. Even if the cocaroaches here are smaller than in other cities, it reminds me of Montreal minus the frostbite and the inhibitions. Even if working at Ynet would be astronomical, I doubt that I’ll feel at home here. I was thinking more along the lines of, oh, I don’t know… JERUSALEM!
The problem is there are not as many writing opportunities there and I have a feeling the salary isn’t great either. And although the weather is not as bad, the cocaroaches are bigger.
So besically, in my case, it’s not "Decisions, decisions." It rather boils down to "Decisions, decisions, cocaroaches, decisions, shower, city, decisions…"
Peace, love and the forecast shows clear skies with 100% chance of katuisha rocket showers.