I went to a walk during my lunch in a massive park across the street from my office.
It’s weird to realize something you’ve driven past for years isn’t quite what you’d expected. I’ve known the park was there, having lived in the area almost ten years. But it was nothing like I’d imagined.
The other trailed along the Mystic River, a picnic area, and a birdwatching tower. I climbed it clearly, and had an amazing view.
Tonight I attended a work event about copyright. It was pretty interesting, though it felt like it flew by.
I braved a severe thunderstorm to get there, and when I left, there was a weird orange glow over the Common. Also, very nice that the park was so empty. I almost never get to see it like that.
I was sitting at my desk and feeling overwhelmingly good about where I work. It’s so much calmer than where I was before. There’s no longer intense pressure weighing on me. Everyone is normal and calm. Also the job is pretty basic.
I’ve lost ten pounds since I started two months ago. I’m only spending eight hours a day at the office and when I leave, instead of being swallowed up by cranky people on clogged trains, I step outside and look at the waterfront.
It’s not always going to be perfect or even the right fit, but it was the right choice for this time in my life.