This week has been fantastic. Awesome results at work, people who I've been working with came up to me and congratulated me. I got a bunch of kudo email from customers. In both the cities that I've been to this week, I've meet random, but wonderful people.
Last night, I ordered room service and a couple of minutes later someone knocked my door. I thought it'd be my food. Instead there was a squad of female basket ball players. 15 of them. On my door. They were obviously looking for someone else, but I enticed them to a picture with me in return for access to the concierge level (read free food/alcohol.) Two of those gals came back with me and we watched Pirates of the Caribbean. I had a good time, plus made some new friends. They have a party going on in a room tonight. I want to go, but am just too spent.
But right when everything is going well. I mean, you feel like you've finally ironed out all the glitches and finally begun to work and play hard, something has to go wrong. There's this job, a great job, that I really really want. I interviewed for it, have verbal assurances from some of the interviewers that I'd land the job, but got an email today telling me that they'd like to talk to more candidates. They need more time to decide. Now this could mean that they just want to talk to more poeple to demonstrate to HR that they did their due diligence or, or, or I complete misread/misinterpreted/fooled myself into believing that I had hit a sweet spot with the interviewers.
Whatever it is, I am on vacation beginning next week. Will visit this when I get back. I need to vacate my mind of all such non consequential woes that emanate from this world of maya. Need silence.
It felt for a moment though like I am running, chasing something and dont know where I'm going. And perhaps I am heading for a very high peak, with a very high fall. And right when I get there, on the precipice of that cliff, I'm so tired of the journey that got me there that I jump. Watch the video.
Last night, I ordered room service and a couple of minutes later someone knocked my door. I thought it'd be my food. Instead there was a squad of female basket ball players. 15 of them. On my door. They were obviously looking for someone else, but I enticed them to a picture with me in return for access to the concierge level (read free food/alcohol.) Two of those gals came back with me and we watched Pirates of the Caribbean. I had a good time, plus made some new friends. They have a party going on in a room tonight. I want to go, but am just too spent.
But right when everything is going well. I mean, you feel like you've finally ironed out all the glitches and finally begun to work and play hard, something has to go wrong. There's this job, a great job, that I really really want. I interviewed for it, have verbal assurances from some of the interviewers that I'd land the job, but got an email today telling me that they'd like to talk to more candidates. They need more time to decide. Now this could mean that they just want to talk to more poeple to demonstrate to HR that they did their due diligence or, or, or I complete misread/misinterpreted/fooled myself into believing that I had hit a sweet spot with the interviewers.
Whatever it is, I am on vacation beginning next week. Will visit this when I get back. I need to vacate my mind of all such non consequential woes that emanate from this world of maya. Need silence.
It felt for a moment though like I am running, chasing something and dont know where I'm going. And perhaps I am heading for a very high peak, with a very high fall. And right when I get there, on the precipice of that cliff, I'm so tired of the journey that got me there that I jump. Watch the video.
Heaven holds a sense of wonder
and I wanted to believe
that I'd get caught up
when the rage in me subsides
In this white wave
I am sinking
in this silence
in this white wave
in this silence
I believe.
and I wanted to believe
that I'd get caught up
when the rage in me subsides
In this white wave
I am sinking
in this silence
in this white wave
in this silence
I believe.
No comments:
Post a Comment