I went for a walk this morning. A perfectly normal activity for most folks, but for me it’s become almost medicinal, and for the last nine days, I haven’t been taking my medicine. I have in fact, been trying to figure out my next moves, but in doing so I feel like I’ve been neglecting a lot of the progress I’d made over the last year.
On June 6th, I was relieved of my position at the company I’d been working for over the last year. Not that I hadn’t seen it coming, as the CFO had decided to hire *another* IT manager under the guise of needing his experience installing HRIS systems (something that is as easy as installing any other database driven software, and therefore a transparently bullshit reason). It caught me a bit off guard however, and for the last bit I found myself scrambling to get my feet back under me. That scramble has resulted in the release of my book, a new opportunity at a different company for remote work, and a new area of study as I attempt to come to terms with the wonders of Amazon’s Web Service business.
All that scrambling though, meant that I forgot to keep up with my daily meditation – listening to Kelton Reid on the Writer Files as I got my 3K in every lunchtime. So today, I decided that it was time, and headed out for a walk around my own neighbourhood. My head is clear again, I feel like I can focus, and perhaps get back into the first draft of the second book. We shall see…
