The beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning?

Today felt a lot different than yesterday did.  I awoke this morning and felt lighter, alive, and full of purpose.  Clouds that had been hanging over my head for over a year had finally dissipated to reveal a bright blue sky (or rather gray but with a nice warm breeze).  What could have happened to cause such a change in my disposition?  What could have happened to lighten my load?  What was the series of complex events that led to this awakening?  Well, it’s actually pretty simple.  I quit my job.
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The dog and pony show

My new business card - hot off the press

There pretty much isn’t anything that can happen at my office that will surprise me anymore.  I’ve been on the receiving end and observed enough to have grown a pretty thick skin.  I don’t even take it personally anymore.  Nowadays even the most absurd of things are received with a thoughtful smile and gentle chuckle.  That doesn’t mean they aren’t notable.  Take for instance the dog and pony show yesterday.
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A better lie please

My new business cardThere are some days you just have to shake your head and giggle (in a slightly maniacal fashion) at what utterly ridiculous situations arise.  I have worked for two years and have finally come to a full understanding of how I fit into the puzzle that is this company.  Or rather, I should say, how I don’t fit.  My title may say in nice bold letters on my business card, ‘International Marketing Manager,’ but in reality I’m just the white guy sitting at the table in the middle of the room.
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Here I go again…

Into the mountains‘Crap, this place won’t work either’ I thought to myself trying to extract my leg from the knee deep snow.  From the path it had looked like a good spot, flat, hidden from view and out of the wind.  It was the third place I had tried and it was the third miss.  The snow was slowly but surely seeping through my shoes and it was getting to be late afternoon but I had yet to find a place for my tent.  I wasn’t worried but wondering where I was going to sleep for the night was keeping me from fully enjoying the village around me.
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