It was a confusing mix of emotions. I was almost dreading it, yet welcoming it- this last key thing happening at work that I was supposed to babysit. I cleared all my schedule just to accommodate the demands of this event. Then the day arrived and all went well. I loved the buzz and was totally immersed in the week and its programme schedule. It was quite alot of fun and not the least bit tough to manage. The people I interacted with were surprisingly nice. But in the blink of an eye, the week passes, and a tinge of nostalgia lingers.
I don't know if I'll get another busy week like this. Perhaps in January 2011, perhaps not. This particular event doesn't seem like it's going to happen, and quite frankly, I don't really care if it doesn't. This event will see us being put up in another shitty hotel in a red light district, or a hostel where I've to bring my own bathing towel and toilet paper.
I've got one more month at work in January 2011, and then, I'm truly done with this chapter of my life. I thought about clearing out the desk and packing up. When I sifted through the accumulated stuff of 5 years, I realized I didn't need any. I'm not likely to return to this industry. In case you haven't noticed, I'm very fond of burning bridges. It's a method that has always worked well for me.