comfortable is the word, after 9years at the same Ministry.
its about the work and the people.
the comfort that i built here, and am about to leave behind, is fearing me on wht is about to lie ahead.
fear. i guess a normal thing when change comes knocking at the door,
when one is at that junction to either go ahead, or turn around and run back.
what if i cant find comfort anymore? what if i miss the comfort i found and held on for 9years here?what if i become lazy?
choice i make. i was asked to decide, and in a split second i decided. with no hesitation, i chose to leave. This is the calling, this is the time to move on. and whatever twisted feeling i have, i have made my choice. and i am leaving.
they have asked me to stay another week, after another...and im thinking, sure, why not...
my final taste of comfort....before i have to start all over again.
bismillah.
Karee dan Crap nya
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will ( " ,)
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