Verbs of Work

Last week I got a job.  This fills me with relief.

I am looking forward to Something New, and to having coworkers again.  Bishkek taught me that freelancing is not for me, at least not right now.   I also look forward to having health care again, something besides just Googling symptoms of a brain tumor.

I was back in Central Asia for a quick week-long project in January.  When the plane came in for a landing, everything everywhere was this lightless white.  I felt sort of like I’d been punched in the brain, it felt so bad to be back.  Most of this is a function of the jet lag of crossing 11 time zones; those trips take your mood and hold it underwater until no more bubbles come up.  But a piece of it was real too.

But all that’s over.  We are moving to New York, and to other places after that.

Forward, ho!

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