I/O, Out...




They say life is a cycle.

Sometimes you're up, and other times, you're down. There is some truth in that saying, but it's not always the case. And no, I'm not going to get into details why I am of such opinion.

A n y w a y s . . .

A couple of months back, I was practically in a limbo. I was facing an unsure future, frustratingly waiting for the verdict, the final outcome which would then be the basis of my next move.

You see, I became the target of some flimsy and amateurish plot; a rather sophomoric way to move me out by concocting some baseless and unintelligent accusations. It pissed me off big time, of course it did.

But I was faced with two roads - stick and prove my innocence and value, or say 'fuck this shit," pack my bags and go to where I am valued.

I did the former. Don't ask why, I myself don't know.

Seriously, I don't.

So, I soldiered on, but at the back of my subconscious mind, I knew it was a just matter of time before I was going to leave; one could only stomach so much idiocy and narrow-mindedness, y'know?

And I was cleared.

As I said, the plot was amateurish at best.

But the paranoia didn't stop. Some folks were scared that I would tell on them, that I would expose the shady dealings they have been undertaking, that despite the multiple levels by which they hid them, I still uncovered what they were.

I didn't intend to.

So off they go again, trying to find ways to force me to quit. They know they don't have anything on me to force me out. This time, they concocted things that are so ludicrous to the point of absolute hilarity.

I was laughing, still laughing, and for time to come, will be laughing.

But I'm done.

I've been done for sometime now.

This time, having learned from the previous episode, I know what to do.

But just just like how I went in and shook their world, I going to leave them something to remember me by.

I'm preparing to go to my occupational 'home.' On the way there, something from left field came knocking, but that is a story for another time.

While finalizing the journey, I was engaged by a few parties to do something for them, things I thoroughly enjoy doing, and am generously compensated at that.

I've been blessed, and I thank God everyday day for that.

And as I, together with the peeps who helped me make things happen, move on to continue to make things happen, I have nothing but pity for the small minded folks we leave behind.

Oh well.

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