So... now I have turned 35. I guess that's what one can reasonably expect to be half way through. I don't think I've done too badly so far. When I think about where I was ten years ago I think I've done amazingly well. I was ready to die after having had two absolutes leave my life. I don't think ten years is too long a time to have taken yourself to pieces and reassemble the shattered parts into a complete whole. I have given and recieved more love than I ever thought possible. My 34th year was without doubt the most wonderful year of my life. And now for another changing...
Today is my last day at Axis. While I've enjoyed it, I've become very bored. There just isn't enough for me to do and sitting in an office waiting for people to fail to attend appointments just doesn't thrill me. Sitting behind a desk all day and counselling people who are already committed to the idea of becoming drug free is just too safe for me. I need that risk and the edginess that my job at the shelter had. So it's off to prison I go, hoping that this new job will provide all that, and a whole lot more...
So as all my clients are closed and cured I shall waste the remainder of the day with nonsense...