Oh, those stories

Currently, applying for jobs is taking up the headspace that I would like to use for writing stories. I only have have so much emotional and mental energy, and most of it is spent doing things I don't feel like doing (an annoyingly large number of doctor's appointments, running all the necessary errands and the slightly less necessary that I put off while working, tweaking my resume, tweaking endless cover letters, looking for jobs to apply to, and preparing for and going to the occasional interview).

Looking and applying for jobs feels like work. Writing feels like work, and it is hard to make myself find the time in the midst of dentist appointments and telling people Why I Am Awesome and You Should Hire Me.

But speaking of stories, I had a dream the other night that would lend itself to a story very well. I dreamt that I was a member of a team that was trying to prevent the apocalypse. We were doing this by sending certain necessary objects through portals. This created alternate universes (one where we received the object where we needed it, and one where we didn't). But here is the part that is a good seed for a story. We realized that we were in one of the alternate universes, which meant that we couldn't win because we couldn't gather all the objects. But we pushed through to get this last object to a portal so that the original us might be able to win their war and stop the apocalypse. 

If anyone would like to take the story idea and do something with it, please do. I doubt I will, since I don't believe in the possibility of alternate universes created by our choices/major historic events as a real thin.