This is what two years in the same job is doing to me
This week, I'm not leaving. My job has been stressful but good. My life is not that eventful, but not too shabby. I'm not feeling lonely. I'm not feeling bummed about my injuries-- I'll just exercise by bike. This strange turn of events has lead to a subtle shift in my thought process. I can talk about being vested without cracking up. I still use air quotes when I say "career", because career to me involves some path, preconceived if you're showing off. I'm talking about construction projects in my 'hood like I'm going to actually see them when they are completed. It's kind of spooky. I almost have the urge to start packing up my stuff just admitting this. Fortunately, I'm kind of tired.