I realized recently, and at a considerable shock, that I have emotionally matured - at least as far as the office is concerned. Suffice it to say that a recent blow-out which would have seen me at my raging best five (short) years ago has me more thoughtful, straining as it were to seek understanding. I have even, shudder, sought to see the situation from the other party's perspective.
The experience has been both exhilarating and disquieting: exhilarating given the novelty of the feeling but disquieting in it's newness. Or have I just reached a point of professional inertia?
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Stranded but thriving
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