I wandered around, and realized I really don't know this store anymore. New, taller shelves have cropped up; displays have moved. The password to the employee look up system, far better than the customer program, has been changed.
I am locked out of my old world.
I said goodbye to the only face I still recognized there and hurried home.
I hung my new calendar, my sharpie in hand. I started marking it up and sighing big exhausted sighs.
I stood back and looked at my obligations, the path I have chosen.
My gut reaction: I'm a little off-track. I crinkled my nose, and started thinking of the things I'd like to leave behind, come the new year.
And though I am a world weary and tired right now, somehow these thoughts lightened my load.
I can't wait for what is yet to come, to discover where this dissatisfaction leads.