I have to sit back and let the physics of probablities unfurl. I had an interview today at a local area high school in which I would like to do my internship. I spoke with one of the staff and he was nice, a friendly person with whom I could work. He must have felt the same as he said that on Monday he would present to his colleagues and the school's principle that I am a grad student seeking an internship. This would be the second step in the process of me securing the position. He must think it would be approved or why else spend the time with it? I dunno. I am trying not to get too anxious because well, the more anxious I'd get the more disappointed I'd be if this doesn't work out.

Yes, I would like for it very much to work out. (Shhh! Don't let that get out; the universe has ears and the forces of disappointment are always listening in, trying to thwart plans.)

I do have other pokers in the fire. I've sent a resume to Catholic Community Services, a general mental health agency in Olympia, and will need to follow-up with other e-mails I sent to different high schools.

If all else fails, I will channel the spirit of Sigmund Freud himself and see if he can't help me find an internship. Actually, I would rather channel Murray Bowen or Carl Rodgers. They are some of the systems counselors we have learned about.