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Jan. 17th, 2005
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That was my fortune cookie this morning. Today is my last day at work.
I grinned, and then I thought, "Well, universe, you've created a situation where the next big step will happen whether I want it to or not. And so this message must be just to tell me not to be afraid. How sweet."
On Friday night, I brought home everything in the office that I could think of that was Mine. The big Waterhouse print I framed myself, my jade aloe plant Frank, pictures, tea, snack food, allergy drugs... everything that accumulates when you've been in the same job for four years.
This feels like a trust drop off a three-story building. I'm just trying to smile and dive gracefully, knowing the Goddess' warm arms will catch me.
I grinned, and then I thought, "Well, universe, you've created a situation where the next big step will happen whether I want it to or not. And so this message must be just to tell me not to be afraid. How sweet."
On Friday night, I brought home everything in the office that I could think of that was Mine. The big Waterhouse print I framed myself, my jade aloe plant Frank, pictures, tea, snack food, allergy drugs... everything that accumulates when you've been in the same job for four years.
This feels like a trust drop off a three-story building. I'm just trying to smile and dive gracefully, knowing the Goddess' warm arms will catch me.
