how do you live life, as if life itself was some kind of gift?

Some things can get really complicated. I wish they didn't, but it looks like renting a place to live in York is turning into one of those things. We're stuck in an awkward position. We're trying to get a job in York but because we don't live there it's hard to be considered seriously, but because we don't have a job yet we can barely afford to move to York and then find a job once we're there. See it's even complicated trying to write an explanation.