today i am off. actually, yesterday felt like i was off too, because i was home from work by 9:30am. weekends are like that - you come in and do what needs to be done, and when your work is done, you leave. i am in charge of my time. and the time i spend matters.
i feel like i am doing something wrong. i am telling you something i can hardly believe - i love this job. all the complaining about my training and long hours...all the wishing i could do anything but this...i take it all back. it was totally worth it. it turns out that all those quotes about the value of hard work are right; it genuinely is the best feeling in the world to work really hard at something you love. when you are doing the right thing, it makes you feel alive to stay up all night doing it.
finally, after the better part of a decade of delayed gratification, i feel...gratified. it feels really, really good. i can't wait for tomorrow. i'm on call, but that's ok. in fact, it's friggin awesome. bring it on, because after feeling like i've been holding my breath for a long, long time, i'm finally inhaling again.
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