Trevor

His face folds into pensive creases. He is thinking, he is thinking. Is he even thinking of the question that remains unanswered?

"I can't really describe my job" He says, finally. "I sort of do a bit of everything in this office, research, policy..." He trailed off.

I seem to have the same conversations these days.
What do you do, where are you going, where have you been? All questions run end to end. All seem to have similar answers when they are asked, but perhaps that's because I continue to ask similar people.

University students seem to be the primary fodder of thought at the moment, as life revolves infinitum between class-home-homework-sleep-work-class.

I end up agreeing with him in a sense: I can't really describe what one of my jobs is either.

"It's sort of having conversations with people, employing basic psychology a lot of the time, and facilitating the ways in which they can work themselves." I say, lines I have rehearsed now, because the same questions are being asked of me.