Most of you know about me being laid off last May, and my new job with interstate move in November.
What I haven’t mentioned are the recurrent occasional nightmares. At first, I was being laid off all over again. Then they morphed into me getting vengeance against the manager who cut me, ranging from a “F*ck you!” in public, to beating the shit out of the little weasel.
Well, last night, they morphed again. In it, I was back at the old plant doing something related to the new job, and got to announce publicly that getting laid off was the best career move I ever made, because I was happier in the new job than I ever could have been there. I guess that qualifies as a FU, too, if you really think about it, but it wasn’t dripping with venom like before.
The dreams seem to be tracking my attitude to what happened. I can only hope they continue to grow more positive, because that’s the type of person I try to be.