Yet another week has passed in the new job. After two weeks, countless meetings, and many other interesting events, I'm starting to feel like this is where I belong. I should have done this a long time ago. I'm happy again, and I'm starting to get back into a semblance of life once again. I found my smile again. Who would have thought that I'd find it in San Diego?
I guess you just don't realize how bad things are, until you leave them behind. It's kind of hard to deal with leaving the security of familiar work, but I suppose there are limits to the nonsense that one can stomach. And now it's time for one of my favorite quotes: "If there's nothing wrong with me, then there must be something wrong with the universe."
See ya.
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