The New Life – a change of circumstance

The clock is ticking. The sand is fast running out. Increasingly I find myself unconsciously noticing little things like how the toothpaste tube is losing its fat, rotund shape like a model on a crash diet after last night’s binge. The can of shaving foam is losing its fizz after months (hey I am not a very hirsute guy, ok?) of use and it won’t be long before I have to plop down cash for a replacement. The burning question is if I need to buy a new can before I leave this place.

After almost 2 years of working in my current location, I am finally being transferred back to my home town. Change is always painful for me hence the mixed feelings. On one hand I am ripe for some scenery swapping but on the other how has my old stomping ground changed and will it accept me back into its folds? Will it kick up a fuss about how I have abandoned it and give me grief about the lost time?

Another chapter comes to a close and what’s in store for me? Right now I am driving a car and in the rear view mirror is the past, the open road up front, the future. Wish me luck!

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5 comments on “The New Life – a change of circumstance

  1. Good, knowing that you are finally transferred back. Having being in other land, realizing that own home town is still the best. Glad for you, me long way to go.

  2. Pingback: How big exactly is the mind? « Days Of Our Life

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