So I'm here in the office; reasonably secure in my job; happy to have some sunshine; looking forward to our planned trip to Amsterdam; yadda.
I receive an email; please mark Joe Bloggs as a leaver as of tomorrow; another email; 'Today is my last day'; it goes on.
In the current climate, these things are happening with increasing frequency; it will subside; it will improve. Every once in a while however, it tugs on the heart strings, undermines the emotional callouses. Every once in a while.
Today I'm remembering all the terrific opportunities I've had here; trips to China; visits to the Philippines; the characters I've worked with; colleagues; friends; and the evolution of these relationships into...so much less than they were.
Life goes on; people change; drift; move on. I suppose it comes with the territory; we keep the memories, and hang on to whatever else we can.
When it smokes, we all smoke
11 months ago
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