Thinking of a new job

Hmm.. I've been delaying to look for a new job for a long time, half a year now. At first, I want to finish my Java training, so that I can put Java on my resume, and talk about it during interviews, even with little knowledge. But training never gets done, there are always other things to do :(.
Recently I've been losing my mind more and more as time gets by. Home is not as 'sweet as I thought it would be, home-sweet-home. And work, as always, does not change. I've decided to not rely on my Java training, but will start looking for job soon.
I pray, too. I tell God, that I would like to have a job in downtown. Sometime to be away from daily dependencies will be good. Besides, I'd like to try meeting more people, maybe talk to some people in the train :) hmm, who knows I can really do that!

So here goes something very interesting.
This happened after my first job interview downtown. I took the Metra train, too, that day. Man, the train was so full. I went it right before it started, and I could hardly find an empty seat. So I moved between the locomotives.. and finally saw an empty seat. The person sitting next to it allowed me to sit down, so I did. The train started, and so I did start a conversation, too, with this guy.
As I started talking to him, I noticed that his head was always tilted to the left, and he couldn't speak clearly. He asked for a piece of paper. I gave him, then he wrote down his name, address, phone number, and this note "labeled disabled". He told me that he got into an accident, and something happened to his neck.. that it couldn't be in normal position anymore. I was so sad, especially with the fact that he mentioned himself as disabled.
We talked about various topics throughout the journey, but a short one every time, because I could not understand him well. I had a guilty feeling because I thought I'd like to continue my study in special education, which is dealing with people with special needs, just like him; but the truth was I could not understand or help this man. What was God trying to show me?