Leaving the nest

Today I cleaned out my desk at CFP. I've been leaving for around a month now, and it hasn't been easy; I've been trying to shepherd good stories and tie loose ends along the way. But now, it's official: I need a job.

I'm working at my old haunt, LaMar's Donuts, and seeking to dominate the freelance landscape. I've done a terrible job thus far, and am really hoping my luck turns around soon. My goal is to land a 40-hour per week job that earns around $30K. It needs to be something that utilizes my unusual skill set, and makes me feel like I'm making a difference in whatever community it serves. I want to find it this year. I may be dreaming. In the meantime, I'm looking for a part-time day job to compliment the donut gig.

If you know of anything, feel free to help a brother. My wings are stiff and flappy.