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Silver line in the cloud, there surely is no hurry, but would you mind showing up?!


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Things to be grateful for – day three

One thing I was aware of when I decided to work in Development: my life was not going to be stable.

I was probably never going to buy a house – even if now I dream of a place of my own; I wasn’t going to see my family much, see them grow up or grow old, miss a lot of their lives; I was even prepared not to have a family of my own – and I am clearly having second thoughts on that, too.

What I really was not expecting, though, were friends.
I get to work with amazing people, share nights and days with them, work and relax, office and house.
Sometimes it is too much, but I am sure life would be much harder if I were to be on my own in a new place every time.
Sometimes colleagues remain just that, and sometimes they become friends. Real friends. The type that you always feel close, despite oceans between you. The friends you only realise how much you’ve missed when you meet again.

That’s what I am grateful for today, friends who will always somehow be in my life, and that I will manage to meet in the most unlikely places, airports, stations, by chance in a pub, one night.

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Life-Work balance?

I disappeared, I know.
I said I am lazy, didn’t I?

Anyway, I had been writing bits of would-be posts on random computers, at work, at home, at my parents’, on my mobile, even (not sure how to make the thing work properly, though) when I realised I had forgot  the password.
I did not worry at first, kept telling myself I would remember it tomorrow, and then tomorrow, and then tomorrow, and then…
did I mention I am lazy?

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Being constantly in between contracts, much of my free – and not only that, I must admit – time is devoted to job-hunting, which includes, when I am lucky, job interviews.

A few months back, I was asked to have an interview for a position I was slightly overqualified for. I am not particularly picky, when it comes to avoid starvation, so I went. Quite happily, and quite sure I would get the job.

Too bad it appeared that what most mattered was the knowledge of the local language.
Now, I am the kind of person who is terrified of going anywhere without knowing a bit of the language, but it was an “International” position in a supposedly international city, and no one ever mentioned the need to speak the local language.
I was angry and disappointed.
Then I told myself well,  I took a day off work, I flew to a place I had never been before, I saw a very lively demonstration, and was amazed at the punctuality of public transport. At no cost. Things could have been definitely worse.

Of course the other side of the story was that I had wasted half a weekend getting to the place, arrived at my airport very late, which meant I had no other option but to take a taxi.  Unless

And here comes the silver lining 🙂

Imagine going through that, imagine the disappointment and anger in finding out your interview was not supposed to make any difference.
Imagine having just started dating somebody you could only see during the weekend, and having missed your chance.
Imagine that person offering to drive you to the airport on Sunday morning, and to come pick you up on Monday night “if I don’t fall asleep”. Which is, of course, the case.

Imagine the surprise finding them in front of the airport,half asleep in the car.

I may not have got the job, but had I had to choose, I would not have changed a thing.♥


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Non, je ne regrette rien

Do you ever wonder how different your life would be, if…?

if you had chosen a different university
if you had not gone to university at all
if you had not ran away from the place you grew up in
if you had started a different career
if you had been less nomadic
if you had accepted to settle down, when you had been given the chance
if…

I do, every  now and then. When things seem to go wrong, as it happens.

I like to imagine all the different people that I might have become, the fun experiences I might have had, the dull jobs I might have had to endure, or craved, who knows.
And more than anything, I wonder whether I might have made different decisions in relationships. I might have suffered less, or loved more, or been happier, or treated someone more kindly.

And then I recall all the joy, and laughter, and tears, and suffering, and smiles, and fears. And they make me the person I am now. Far from perfect,  but, hey, I can’t do everything 😉 

And I know that if I had to start all over again, I would do exactly the same. It’s been fun, so far.

Non, je ne regrette rien.