Last day!!
Last day at Harte-Hanks!!!! Last day at Harte-Hanks!!!! Last day at Harte-Hanks!!!!
I am feeling pretty conflicted. On one hand it will be nice to re-join the outside world again, and have something resembling a life. Sleep will also be nice too. No more 6 a.m.!!
On the other hand, it still has not quite settled in that once I leave the building that has been my second home for the last year, I will never go back. Cant go visit, those people wont be there. The call center will be in Canada, and all my problems and escalations I have monitored and resolved so thoroughly for the last year will now be some one else's burden. In some ways it is liberating, but I already miss the familiarity of it all.
I hope Dell pans into something. I can't fathom how such a short time ago, I was a little frivolous child, carelessly bouncing from bar to bar and moment to moment in life, shirking any real responsibility that threatened to tie me down.
Now that I have succumbed to it, the idea of a lack of stability scares the shit out of me. Sid has helped me a lot with settling down. As much as I resented him at first for it, I can now see the importance of having something real to hold on to. An unlikely teacher, he has somehow managed to teach me, the unwilling pupil, the vast difference between potential and substance in life...and I have finally come to realize how one does not end up substituting for the other. At least, not in this reality.
I am feeling pretty conflicted. On one hand it will be nice to re-join the outside world again, and have something resembling a life. Sleep will also be nice too. No more 6 a.m.!!
On the other hand, it still has not quite settled in that once I leave the building that has been my second home for the last year, I will never go back. Cant go visit, those people wont be there. The call center will be in Canada, and all my problems and escalations I have monitored and resolved so thoroughly for the last year will now be some one else's burden. In some ways it is liberating, but I already miss the familiarity of it all.
I hope Dell pans into something. I can't fathom how such a short time ago, I was a little frivolous child, carelessly bouncing from bar to bar and moment to moment in life, shirking any real responsibility that threatened to tie me down.
Now that I have succumbed to it, the idea of a lack of stability scares the shit out of me. Sid has helped me a lot with settling down. As much as I resented him at first for it, I can now see the importance of having something real to hold on to. An unlikely teacher, he has somehow managed to teach me, the unwilling pupil, the vast difference between potential and substance in life...and I have finally come to realize how one does not end up substituting for the other. At least, not in this reality.