Time To Move On

I’m moving on. I accepted a post in one of the local gourmet coffee brands.

Yesterday, after i signed the papers, true to my second-guessing self, i started asking myself if i did the right thing. Are there things i should have asked, or said? Then i thought about the things that would be expected of me. Can i do them? Am i capable? Will i not let my new boss, who seem to be so taken with me, down?

This went on and on in my head till i fell asleep. And continued when i woke up. And then i got to the office. And those I will miss, I thought of them.
• Magenta, Flash and Vangie
• lunchtime sessions
• Ate’s oily chicken
• Mais and banana cue

Then i had to stop thinking about those. Time to work. And throughout the day, that’s when they sank in. The whys. The reasons i had been looking for a new home for almost a year. My mood started to improve. Yes, i did the right thing. Yes, i already know all i need to know. Yes, i can do what is expected of me because i set them with my new boss, who listens and is no pushover. No, i won’t let them down. At least, i will try not to.

So now, i’m okay. More than okay. Looking forward to another exciting chapter in my life.

There are times when i think that the phases in my life are like skin that i shed. It’s like i’ve outgrown the old skin, the newer version of me is emerging

Let’s drink (coffee) to that!