Good news?! Blasphemy!
Today my manager unequivocally stated his support for my interviewing for other positions in MS. We had talked about early exits previously. (There are many more details--I'll let them lie for lack of desire to describe them, or to rehash.) This is the best news I've reported to people all year. A contrast to the six months of doom and gloom out of me.
Since my XBox opportunities have gone by the wayside--I haven't spoken to them yet--it looks like the escape route is indeed to Media Center.
11 months ago it looked certain that I was headed to Media Center.
10 months ago, I deferred that opportunity to stay where I was.
I won't bother elaborating on that mistake. It's cost me damn near everything that I held dear--damn near anything that was worth living for. Now...
Now...a seared soul. A resolute force. A wall of steel. A scarred person walking forward towards who knows what.
There is a hint of a second chance. The first breath of spring on the death rattle of winter. The light at the end of the tunnel. Insert your own cliche here. A prospect...
A prospect for a season of second chances.
Mistakes corrected, wrongs righted, ruins rebuilt, bright days dawning, crossing into the land of promise, the consummation of the dream, new days under sunlit skies, site razed for urban renewal, etc, etc.
Etc.
The best is still to come.
Since my XBox opportunities have gone by the wayside--I haven't spoken to them yet--it looks like the escape route is indeed to Media Center.
11 months ago it looked certain that I was headed to Media Center.
10 months ago, I deferred that opportunity to stay where I was.
I won't bother elaborating on that mistake. It's cost me damn near everything that I held dear--damn near anything that was worth living for. Now...
Now...a seared soul. A resolute force. A wall of steel. A scarred person walking forward towards who knows what.
There is a hint of a second chance. The first breath of spring on the death rattle of winter. The light at the end of the tunnel. Insert your own cliche here. A prospect...
A prospect for a season of second chances.
Mistakes corrected, wrongs righted, ruins rebuilt, bright days dawning, crossing into the land of promise, the consummation of the dream, new days under sunlit skies, site razed for urban renewal, etc, etc.
Etc.
The best is still to come.