stories not to tell

The best stories in my life right now are the ones I cannot tell. Working at the library provides me with many things. A steady paycheck is one, and let’s hope I am not jinxing anything by stating that, as the city budget right now is highly contested territory. Another thing the library provides me with is a plethora of life lessons. Sometimes these life lessons are neatly packaged within a patron interaction or two, and sometimes they are spread out over a series of days, weeks, or months. I met someone last week who changed my life, and I can’t even tell you any of the specifics. To say I am frustrated by this boundary is an understatement, but I love my job more than I love writing here, so this is the decision I make. What I can tell you is that...

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Posted on 17 May 2009 | 1 comment

nostalgic

It is gray inside the building today, which reminds me of December, which in turn reminds me of last December and my last job. Our big project was just about to launch. The launch had been pushed back, and the new launch date conflicted with my holiday vacation.  The team changed the launch date again so I could be present. I felt very lucky to be so cherished.  I also felt overwhelmed and disenchanted and other things. To think that I have not once visited a website I used to visit hundreds of times a week. In the moment, we tend to think that our little importances, good or bad, will extend forward indefinitely. But the moment after this one, and this one, and this one, always proves that wrong. I miss certain aspects of every remembered moment of my life, be...

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Posted on 6 Aug 2008 | Comments Off