It's simply surreal. In a few days, I'll be getting an offer from a wonderful company located in Toledo, OH. Not only have I never lived anywhere else besides Seattle and LA, but I've also never really been out East. Barring a pathetic offer, I will be relocating there in the very near future. As far as how and when everything and everyone else will work out, I suppose time will only tell.
Odd how only just a year ago I was planning on staying at Intermec for the long haul. Life does change at the blink of an eye. Of course, it can also drag on like a snail, but when it comes to changes...you gotta be ready to react.
Well, if this move truly does happen, then I suppose the next chapter will be a BIG page-turner. Shoot, it may as well be a new volume. Wow...I wonder just how much I'll end up missing Seattle and everyone here if I leave.
Considering how I'll be more alone, I think I'll be blogging more often if I end up in there. Too bad no one's reading my blogs. I may end up feeling more lonely.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Bitterness Is Not Just A Taste
I press on. In an earlier post, I talked about the fragility of life's status quo. One second, and everything can change. Usually, we never see it coming. Sadly, the change is usually something unpleasant. Honestly, do you know anyone who has ever won the lottery?
You can only take so many punches in the gut, so many backhands to the face, before you start to hate life and all the surprises it throws at you. I, for one, have not been in the best shape to absorb such blows in the past year or so. As a result, I've become callous and bitter. I hate life, because it betrays you like your so-called buddy in college who runs off with your date before you've had a chance to even say 'goodbye.' Life is already hard. I don't expect much, and yet I'm disappointed.
I'm left to pick up the pieces of shattered glass to make a new vase. I never quite get close to a vase, so I settle for pretty pieces of glass instead. Is that the point then: to learn from mistakes, to appreciate what you do have, and to accept that life is random, unfair, and irrational?
"Gift," my ass...
QUOTE:
By three methods we may learn wisdom; first, by reflection, which is most noble; second, by imitation, which is most easy; and third, by experience, which is the most bitter.
~ Confucius
You can only take so many punches in the gut, so many backhands to the face, before you start to hate life and all the surprises it throws at you. I, for one, have not been in the best shape to absorb such blows in the past year or so. As a result, I've become callous and bitter. I hate life, because it betrays you like your so-called buddy in college who runs off with your date before you've had a chance to even say 'goodbye.' Life is already hard. I don't expect much, and yet I'm disappointed.
I'm left to pick up the pieces of shattered glass to make a new vase. I never quite get close to a vase, so I settle for pretty pieces of glass instead. Is that the point then: to learn from mistakes, to appreciate what you do have, and to accept that life is random, unfair, and irrational?
"Gift," my ass...
QUOTE:
By three methods we may learn wisdom; first, by reflection, which is most noble; second, by imitation, which is most easy; and third, by experience, which is the most bitter.
~ Confucius
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