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October 23, 2011
Oct. 23rd, 2011 11:07 amI'm back at work but you bet I'm not walking. I'm driving an hour each direction.
Someday I'd like to walk again.
Last week was just my first week, which of course meant a delicate struggle between wanting to be there less often because of the stress and wanting to be there more often to bring my hours closer to full time.
This job is really cool, but, just as I thought I would, I'm realizing that I left a job in Japan that was painfully easy, that was more than twice the pay, and that I was pretty damn good at. It's a little tragic.
Still, I consider it a victory in confidence and optimism if I was able to walk away from such a privileged life without panicking. I'll let you know
Someday I'd like to walk again.
Last week was just my first week, which of course meant a delicate struggle between wanting to be there less often because of the stress and wanting to be there more often to bring my hours closer to full time.
This job is really cool, but, just as I thought I would, I'm realizing that I left a job in Japan that was painfully easy, that was more than twice the pay, and that I was pretty damn good at. It's a little tragic.
Still, I consider it a victory in confidence and optimism if I was able to walk away from such a privileged life without panicking. I'll let you know
