Going away...

I ought to be happy and i am. But everything around me seems so grey. The last one flew so fast it's just a blur in my memory... though i know so much has happened since last Friday.

Everytime people go away, things change.

This time around, I'm going away and I know it in my bones that I'm going to return to a different reality. Change is good (i suppose), except when it's unknown, unpredictable and ugly.

I'm a lover of beauty, symmetry and patterns.

Like i said, I ought to be happy and i am. If only the winds of change would blow away the cloud and bring in the sunshine

The candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah my foes, and oh, my friends--
It gives a lovely light!

This pretty much sums up the scene at work. 60 hrs weeks - for 3 months in a row, don't make me feel like a star, they make me feel like a loser.

Redemption shall be mine soon, though

Like I say always - den richtigen augenblick abwarten