Goodbye note

I’ve drafted a goodbye note from the company I’ve worked at for many years. It’s emotional to leave after such a long time, but it feels almost impossible for me to authentically write a social media post about it. Whenever I read other goodbye notes, they all seem to sound the same, and honestly, half of them probably aren’t genuine.

The second issue is that for someone to truly connect to how I feel, they’d have to read carefully, pay real attention, and even then, if they don’t know me well, I’m not sure they’d relate.

And now, with so many people using AI, it’s even harder to tell what’s real. After several drafts, I ended up choosing something quick and dry, just the facts. Maybe even that’s too much.

Perhaps the only real way to convey how I feel is through actual human-to-human interaction.

Stubborn

Where’s the balance between thinking independently and simply being stubborn? Reality today feels so different from twenty years ago. I find many of the changes are making things worse—frankly, almost all of them. I keep asking myself: is this just my own inability to adapt, or are these truly harmful changes? Even the way young people speak sounds strange to me. And why don’t they breathe through their noses?

Happy?

you aren’t happy now. Maybe you want something to be different, or that you wish a problem or a friction will disappear. You feel it in your body, in your stomach or chest, in your eyes. Energy is low, doing feels heavy on you.

You look back, years, decades – trying to recall a time it was different, it felt different.

You don’t remember, maybe there was a time but memory is vague.

One memory pops – winter, a late weekend night, alone in bed. Probably rain outside. It’s warm inside your blanket. Listening to the radio, a show with good music, that fits a cold winter night. It feels the radio person is talking directly to you. You are not tired, you don’t feel FOMO. You want it to continue forever. You were happy.

Minor change, major experience

Not a big fan of WFH. Never tried a real remote work from a complete non work related area. I see many benefits to office life. If you are still here 🙂 I’d like to share a an experience.

I found a place, with surprising windy conditions, as much as a summer day, in a hot, too hot place can be. With shades. With a chair and a desk. Outside. And amazingly, almost no one around. Hearing cars for a far road, listening to birds, a train passes not so far from here. We are talking mid city yes? but with an unusual set that causes no one to be here. And those that pass by are focused on their destination I guess.

And what’s super amazing, I sat there, opened my laptop, and just worked. Enjoying the wind, not losing focus to random web scrolling. And without the constant unease of people around me.

And the progress I make, and the set around me made me feel good. And the dry wind brought on a smile. Drinking cold water, feeling it flowing down inside and fueling my body.

Maybe I can make a habit out of it? starting a day few times a month like that? what if this an everyday thing? what if tomorrow I go back to office and forget this feeling? I’ll just be here, now, smile now into the dry wind.

When tired meets tired – being mindfully sad

It’s an accident that cannot be avoided.

My definition of feeling well is that my well being is stable, even when I encounter something that can throw me out of balance. It means that you can touch the tip of your comfort zone without your pulse increasing too much. You can receive negative feedback and really listen to it in a constructive way. I can stand in a line, without sweating too much (not sure about this last one. Some lines cannot be crossed). 

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