It’s not in my nature.
If it could be better, if it can be better, then I will most certainly dig, dig, dig until I am sated.
That’s what I’ve learned about myself, professionally. If it needs to be done, then I will build it better (stolen from Boeing), never mind if that means I now have more to do in less time.
That’s what I’ve learned about myself, personally. It didn’t feel right. It should be better. And I tried, but it was not to be. We were not meant to be. And so I ended it.
Without a twinge of regret.
Here’s to a month of singledom, and many more in the earth, where I will dig, dig, dig in the dark until I break the surface of where the grass is greener and the air is just right.
Happy Valentine’s Day, dear reader.
Are you the one?