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Today was my last day at work. I really don't know how I feel about this. Perhaps I feel a little saddened and disappointed that I could not achieve more while I was there. Personally, I believe this to be the fault of politics..or at least that's what my ego tells me and other co-workers agree with. Another part that I'm disappointed with my tenure there was not really developing a strong and lasting relationship with anyone I worked with..uncertain on why this is. I've come up with various possible reasons (1. I push people away; 2. My personality I put on there is a little wacky; 3. I worked with assholes; 4. [insert reason here]) and it's probably not just one. Thinking that there is just one answer is a little too black and white for my tastes.
Whatever the feeling I currently have, I should focus on what's coming up in the next few weeks. I'll be doing a mini-move to another place that either looks really cool or really spooky. It's a spare room on an estate property, one that has some unusual pieces of artwork and very few lights, for one reason or another. The place reminds me of something that Stephen King would dream up. The guy who owns it seems nice enough but I don't know if it's the place, my imagination or both but I keep on thinking that maybe this guy may be a weirdo. I'm talking like -hidden cameras in the spare room I'm renting-kinda weird.