The wheel turns.

"The wheel turns" is one of Gilles's favorite expressions. No matter how bad it may feel, no matter how bad it is – the wheel turns. Things change. Things get better.

I believe it but for so long I didn't feel it. But then: this happened. And as far as I know, as much I can blindly trust, it's still happening.

Then last week I submitted an application, my first, for a teaching position. In a time even quicker than my record for rejection for positions related to my first profession (two and a half business hours, if you'd like to grimace along with me), I received an invitation for an interview. I went this Monday and was told to expect a call on Friday, after other applicants had been interviewed. On Tuesday, when the phone rang, I wasn't anticipating it to be what it was: an offer. Today I went in to sign the contract, and I begin training next week.

It's a very part-time position, but it's a start. A great one.

The wheel turns.