job hunting is fun

Job hunting is basically the worst. You spend hours filling out multiple online job applications at companies you've never heard of, and you're lucky if you even get a response rejecting you, saying you're not going to be continuing on in the hiring process. Think of how many people have access to an online job application, whether or not they're the slightest bit qualified. I can't imagine my resume even gets looked at for most of the jobs I apply to. Knowing someone at a company is so crucial. I did have a connection for a junior editor position at the art website ARTnews, but that connection got fired so I had to say goodbye to that one. Then another connection I had fell through. Then my supervisor at my past internship decided to go MIA, so I couldn't use her as a connection anywhere. Now that I'm on the verge of being 25, have waitressed for a year and a half, and am now living at home–which is boring as all hell–I'm so ready to have a solid job. 

Yesterday, the connection who had previously fallen through, came back through and let me know I should be contacted in the next few weeks about an interview. This is a travel company based in Rhode Island, and I want a job here so f***ing badly. What the heck is in Rhode Island I have no idea, but after asking around I learned that Providence is a real up-and-coming city with a lot of culture to be found. And then there's the ocean. I love the ocean. Even if I've never been to Rhode Island, it sounds pretty promising. Working at a travel company where I'd be required to travel every year would be such a burden, but like, I'll do it.......

With my lack of experience in the professional working world, I'm not confident I'll get a job at all. There's always going to be someone more qualified, which is really intimidating. Despite my stripped confidence, however, I'm setting myself up for disappointment with all the fantasizing I've been doing. I haven't even had an interview and I'm already imagining my life in this new place, with this new job (which would probably be in sales, but I don't even know). I don't know anything, like usual, but in my head I create what my life will be like anyway. I'll find a cheap apartment where I can live alone and decorate how I please, I'll get a dog, I'll start thinking about where I want to travel to, I'll make new friends, I'll discover new favorite coffee shops, I'll become a regular at a cool dive bar. My mind runs away at full speed with any idea or potential opportunity I get, no matter how small it is. 

Maybe it's not realistic, but why can't it be? Why shouldn't I find a job I love and finally live the life I want? It's not like I'm dreaming for the moon here.