Touch The Sky
I know it’s been a while. I know I haven’t posted about Pat and Mel’s wedding. (I have pics, but my camera died and I haven’t gotten a new one or a cf reader yet). I know there are a million things I could takl about. But I’m kind of in a reflective mood. And given that I’m in the office, it seems fitting that I stop to talk about work and kind of how far of I’ve come.
Last night was the last PSSO concert of the season. It kind of maid me a bit reflectful. I’ve been to every one this year. Well, the post parties at least. (2/3 isn’t bad).
Six months ago or so was the fall concert. It wasn’t even two weeks since Nicole broke up with me. I was stuck in a job I hated. I was in a city that didn’t totally feel right. I was, to put it bluntly, totally lost. The world I had built up in my mind colapsed around me like a house of cards. And I came back to Seattle to get away. I came back to collect msyef.
And it was at this time I began thinking about returning. It was a bittersweet moment. It felt good to get back. I was told I was missed. I was hugged. And I was told everything would be ok.
No move forward to March 10th. I was starting a new job back on the main campus. I was working on something “cool.” I would be working with a familiar face from my times at MS.com. And I was getting a chance to start over. Boston was behind me. Groove was done. And I was being given a chance to “re-invent” myself. Mind you, my friends new me and what I was about. But I had a chance to just be me again. It was a night full of hope.
Now come back to this weekend. The end of the PSSO concert season. I was in the office playing my bass and some video games. I had a long week at work, but yet still was very happy. I went out, partied. I got up and came into the office. I’ve been in the office since 1:30 on Sunday, and I still love what I’m doing. I work with awesome people. My project is great, and I feel like I’m getting somewhere. I’m also rediscovering things I loved and just going back to being me. There are still some things I don’t know about, but for now, they aren’t too important.
^_^
Life is good. Work is good. And in a week and a half, it’s Reunions. Nice.
I gotta testify,
come up in the spot looking extra Fly……
For the day i die, I’ma touch the Sky………
gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra Fly……
For the day i die, I’ma touch the Sky
