I have Belle & Sebastian running through my mind. Another Sunny Day. A Brilliant Career. The pensive lyrics and Scottish ennui somehow suit sitting next to the municipal pool at 11am in a Wednesday. Should I really be here? Should I be packing the house to move? Churning out cover letter after cover letter and stalking HR people on LinkedIn? Probably a bit of both, but let's not forget that a bit of paddling on the pool is necessary as well. That's what I tell myself. And breathe.