Finally, one year and seven months at the office is over. I don’t remember much of the work I’ve done but I remember the individuals I’ve worked with.
I think we should do our best at everything and be cynical realistic in knowing: that few will remember how well we did, and more what we missed. But it’s quite hard to forget: conversations of the heart, shared laughter and secrets (at the staircase, on Twitter, Mac-outings and journeys home), “sweat” and camaraderie, and small acts of kindness.
And so I don’t feel that sad to close this chapter at the office, with love and blessings. I miss the scenery and chickens! And yes, the people (above all, the people.)