Day One hundred and twenty four - Rain

But Sara's absence left a gaping maw in my heart. I was so used to pining for her endlessly, to think about her, and to chastise myself for what I felt for her. All that was gone now. I felt empty. It's early 2006, and I'm not sure yet what I'd be doing moving forward. I think I only found a job in February, and that one I was only thankfully there for a short time - very soon after I started working there, I was talking to one of my previous Area Managers, and I found out she'd moved on to a different company, and when I asked her if she had any openings for me, she asked me to forward her my CV and I'd be sorted out quickly. But just before that, a couple of weird things happened : one would turn out to be something of a hobby that I'd be into for the next few years, and that would provide me with a small source of additional income, and the other was finding out that Ana - the girl I briefly dated back in 2004 - had gotten together with Pedro, a guy who I worked with, and though we all were sort of in the same scene together, it was well known that there was some bad blood between them, and that they actively disliked each other. Funny how things turn out. Funnier still how soon after they'd welcome a baby girl to the world, and what would her name be? Why, of course it's Cassandra, the very same name I'd told Ana that I'd give my daughter, should I ever have one. Funny how things turn out indeed.

That hobby thing was me starting to 'DJ' - and the quotes are fully warranted, because I was more of song selecter/queuing up said songs/pressing play on one deck and stop on the other deck rather than an actual DJ. But I loved doing it, and I think I was pretty decent at it, and I always fancied my taste in music to be pretty spot on. But still, my very first time doing it was nerve wracking. I spent hours agonizing over the perfect playlist, even going to the extremes of adding up how much the minutes totalled to, so I wouldn't risk going over my alloted time or whatever, and when the night finally came I realized just how futile planning ahead had been. Sure, I played some of the tracks I meant to, but everything else was just on the spot improv. I loved how that night went, and though only maybe a couple of people attended - it was like on a tuesday night - it was enough for me to have further spots there moving forward, and that experience would lead me to getting more opportunities in the very near future in other places. 

All this said, by March I'd be working on the place where I'd spend the next couple of years. It should be mentioned that I had started my first blog in or around 2005, maybe as early as 2004, and having that blog would come to shape how my next five years would turn out to be.