April 4, 2008
It’s the toughest decison in years.
Tougher than my 1 vs. 100 and Game KNB? auditions.
But I have to decide for once and to prove something that some people would tend to bend.
I’m quitting now.
But not that I just wanted to leave.
I have a purpose.
Something remarkable and fulfilling.
After talking to the authorities, my insides became lighter.
As if I puked all the alcohol I took the night before.
So cool, yet intense.
I know I have a lot of things to be remembered when I leave.
Memories I think cannot just be neglected.
That for the mere fact the it once became part of my routine.
I will miss them.
I will miss my table.
My pile of cd’s and work-to-do-list.
I will miss the people I used to mingle.
The people I hanged out with.
The people I laughed with.
People I shared my thoughts.
People who pissed me off.
Eventhough, I will miss them, too.
But somehow, I know for a fact that it is good.
It has to be.
I won’t do decisions just for myself.
This move is for my family.
For my career.
And for my own.