Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Every last dime with a scam
It was worth it just to learn from sleight-of-hand
Bad news comes don't you
Worry even when it lands
Good news will work its way to all them plans
Modest Mouse, "Float On"
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It kind of scared me and simultaneously filled me with a little pride (but mostly scared me) to find out that I was the second longest tenured person in furlough. In other words, with the exception of Alvaro, every single person who was in the facility when I checked in have all gone.
Today, I get to box all of my crap from my cubicle and transfer to the other side of the building. I like the symbolism of translocation, the ability to tear yourself down and rebuild yourself up. I think that's why I've got a keen sense of wanderlust in my bones.
There will come a time when I can vaguely saunter myself awake some idle Saturday morning and look over and see the sun rise over the Pacific. From my beach house in New Zealand, I'll close my eyes and lightly doze until slumber loosens its hold on Another Good Day. Fortune will smiles and throw an arm around me, basking me in comfort as I return to Dream's grip. I'm going to rest easy in those minutes, knowing that I will have earned every fucking one of them.