The human heart was—and remains—a mystery to me. But I’m learning. I have to. —Anthony Bourdain

A month and I’m still running like a chicken with its head cut off

I’m still reeling from all the things that have happened in my life the past month. Suffice to say that my life has been turned upside down and shaken like a snowglobe and nothing looks the same.

I quit my day job. I up and left the company I’ve called home the past 3 years, basically the only place I’ve known. Made friends there, lost them, found loved ones, kept them as well. In the end, the only thing that kept me there was the emotional ties that I realized, would still be there even if I wasn’t going to the same office every single day. And if I did lose them, if that was the only thing keeping the friendship alive, well, it’s not worth keeping anyway.

Not to discount all I’ve learned and experienced from the place, coz I did. I think I extended the reach of my internet know how and how the e-commerce market works from the best people there is to learn from. I had it great there for sure, it was, and still is, one of the best companies to work for, the best group to keep you happy when the job itself is making you nuts. Definitely a fun and supportive department for anything an employee, nee a person could ever go through.

It was time to move on. They deserved 100% of my time and effort and due to extenuating circumstances, I couldn’t give it to them, even if I wanted to. And it was killing me that I couldn’t. So I handed in my resignation and said all I needed to say about the company that brought me to where I am today.

But my friends, the friendships that I hold closest to my heart, I couldn’t, and I didn’t say goodbye to. Til now I keep expecting to wake up at 5am to get to the office by 7, to eat breakfast and complain about the food choices, or ogle the billboard from across the window. I have not been able to go visit or even talk to them as often as I want, but that’s gonna change as soon as I become more adjusted and mobile. (hear that edsa? I’m terrorizing you soon.)

This is not a farewell. This is just a warning. That I’ll be back. I’ll be there as often as I can. I have more time now.

Do you still want me there?

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