*Sigh* It's my last day at work. There's nothing I hate more than leaving a job I enjoy. I tend to dislike change, especially when it means leaving a place where I have really fit in and made friends with my co-workers. It seems like major events in my life come in spurts. I got married, moved out, and got a new job all at once. Now, I'm graduating, getting another new job, and moving to a bigger place all at once. I had originally planned to take thursday and friday off to relax and prepare for the new job I start on monday. however, because the way events happened, it ended up that I am going to be moving tomorrow and friday. It's a good thing, because it means I won't have to drive the long drive from denton to my new job, and I was lucky enouch to have time off to do it. It just means that I have everything happening at once again, with no real time to deal with everything. again. I'm going to miss my drive. I hate driving so far, but I am going to miss the trip. It is so quiet and easy. a nice time to think and listen to books on tape. now I'm driving through Dallas traffic, and I'm worried that my drive will be more stressfull. I will miss my cubicle. I have a nice desk by the window that I like. I have everything set up like I want it. I will miss my computer. I hate breaking in a new computer, adjusting all the settings, creating the cookies you want, doing all that crap. Mostly, I'm going to miss Rocky. In a time where I have lost contact with some friends, and lost others altogether, it was so great to have him there. I will miss him not being in the cubicle next to me, for me to prarie-dog over the desk and share all my random thoughts with, etc. I will miss joking with my other co-workers. I just hate change. Did I mention that? But at least I have Wendy. At least I have one good constant thing in my life. I thank God for her.
So, I'm sitting here listening to They Might be Giants. So appropriate.
THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS - "Hovering Sombrero"
Hey hovering sombrero
Gently waving in the air above the meadow
Softly floating in the sky outside the window
Hovering sombrero don't be shy
Don't... don't be shy
Don't be... terrified
When you take yourself for granted
Feel rejected and unwanted
Know you're never just a hat
You're never only just a hat, you know
Hovering sombrero
Hovering sombrero
Time is flying like an arrow
And the clock hands go so fast they make the wind blow
And it makes the pages of the calender go flying out the window one by one
Til a hundred years are on the front lawn
And the old familiar things are mostly all gone
But the old sombrero just keep hovering on
Hovering sombrero hover on
Don't be burdened by regrets
Or make your failures an obsession
Or become embittered or possessed
By ruined hopes remember
When you take yourself for granted
Feel rejected and unwanted
Know you're never just a hat
You're never only just a hat, you know
Hovering sombrero
Hovering sombrero
THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS - "Older"
You're older than you've ever been.
And now you're even older.
And now you're even older.
And now you're even older.
You're older than you've ever been.
And now you're even older.
And now you're older still.
TIME! Is marching on.
And time.. is still marching on.
This day will soon be at an end and now it's even sooner.
And now it's even sooner.
And now it's even sooner.
This day will soon be at an end and now it's even sooner.
And now it's even sooner.
And now it's sooner still.
You're older than you've ever been.
And now you're even older.
And now you're even older.
And now you're even older.
You're older than you've ever been.
And now you're even older.
And now you're older still.
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