And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev'ry glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains...
Strange these days are and so they shall be until I find myself a regular type schedule. In these day being that I do not have be as mobile as I was in the past, I do believe that my PDA will get a much-deserved rest and I shall once again return to doing my mobile computing upon my laptop. This could possible have some plus sides to it for all materials I have and need for all of my Web design projects are contained therein and having to use the old-timey ThinkPad 600 will force me to look at them once again...
And so another chapter in this thing I call life has begun. Where the road will lead me I do not know though it will lead me somewhere that I could not have predicted just one week ago...
'Tis quite a good thing to have folks that you would least expect step up and offer assistance if it is require. "You know, George, you had a wonderful life." That seems to be popping up within my cranium at the moment. And it is true. It is so easy to cast a negative shadow upon the world as we see it, but the shadow often conceals all the good that is in this existence...
My last official act at my former primary job was to return my keys, turn in my security badge, and clean out my locker. This was accomplished on the daylight shift. And it is amazing to me that so many folks hugged me or shook my hand, many of whom I had not seen in 5 or 6 years though we worked in the same building of 130 or so employees. Was a good thing indeed to know that those at the plebe level such as myself respected me for how I handled the situation. The end was nigh and I did not self-destruct the way in which many have given similar circumstances. I did not take my feelings out upon those who surround me. I did not try to take others with me. I accepted the fact that things would change, I stated politely my feelings on all concerns, and that was that...
There is absolutely no reason to fight a war that one cannot win. There is no reason to martyr oneself for a cause that in the long term is meaningless. There is no reason to loss one's dignity when admitting defeat...
And for a brief period in my life, I have the freedom to sit and enjoy the world that surrounds me. I can take the time ponder the deeper things in this life. I have been granted an unscheduled vacation when I need it must to recharge my internal batteries and regain the life I once had before I have to step back into the ring of the working class hero...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...
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