Another stone

Well the time on the island is coming to an end. I guess the old saying holds true, “There is no place like home.” Living on the island has been an experience that’s for sure. Mostly I think I have learned to appreciate where I came from.  The opportunity available there.  The choices, how well off many people are just by living in that city.  The island is a much slower lifestyle and many people are not nearly as educated.  I don’t fit in.  Small town life is very buddy buddy.  It may seem like everybody is friendly on the surface.  Dig a little deeper and you will see that it is hard to be accepted.

I am happy to finally leave my job.  I hate it.  I hate what it has become.  I dislike most of the people I work with.   The company has lied to me far to many times.  I was asked when I first agreed to come out here if I was interested in a management position and I said I was.  It hasn’t materialized.  I feel like I am being played as a fool.  I have learned all I can at this job and by leaving I believe it is for the better in the long run.

There will be a few things I do miss about the island.  I will miss the sunsets.  The peacefulness.  The ability to go for a walk and not hear a sound.

For the most part, I do miss my family.  I miss my friends from back home.  I miss being able to go to different places and see different things.  Nothing happens on the island.  I use to think that nothing would happen in the city, how narrow minded was I then?  Compared to the Island, the city is exploding with things to see and do.

I’m afraid I will forget what my time out here was like.  Then again, I am afraid I will forget a lot of things.   Maybe that is why I write in the first place.

Music of the Moment: Nirvana – Jesus Doesn’t Want me for a Sunbeam
Today I Feel: Just want to be alone