An absence of nostalgia

Trip Start Jun 03, 2006
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Trip End Jun 03, 2009


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Saturday, May 12, 2007

I've decided that I won't be staying in my job next year. There are other opportunities to explore and priorities to take care of.  All this means a change of apartment, a change of routine and a change of people and surroundings.  The year gone has brought it's stresses and strains - some of them less rewarding than others.  Nonetheless, it has been a good year: I've met some interesting people, enjoyed getting to know my students, and most importantly, I've learned a huge amount about teaching, the subject material and how (or how not) to run this type of organisation.
 
Moving on is not a new thing to me, and I know well the pleasure and sadness and reaching the end of a period of working or living together with people.  It is always bitter-sweet, yet invariably more sweet once I have taken stock of things.  And yet, here, I am moving on, leaving behind a regular journey with familiar sights and sounds and I feel nothing.  There is no angst at not seeing people or places again; not even a hint of nostalgia.
 
Is it a sign that I haven't been happy?  Am I just getting old and less sentimental?  Or is it a sign that my personal life is so strong and contented that it dominates my work and social relationships?  I'm not sure, but this time, moving on is different!
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