Even the most optimistic of endeavors will not work out exactly as planned. We make mistakes like we breathe air. Inhale, exhale, anywhere and everywhere. Even some of the things we think are great at the time can turn out to be a mistake later on. So it goes without saying that as I enter the next chapter of my career, I walk in while exhaling a lesson learned.

Not to say that every breath you take is a mistake, for that would have make Sting an unhappy songwriter. No, much like the air in a block proximity of a construction site pouring concrete, you don’t know that concrete dust is in the air until you taste it in your mouth. Nevertheless, no matter where I go in my career, I always choose to enter with an optimistic outlook. I take a breath because I have made the conscious decision to do so. One cannot walk around with a clothespin on their nose and their mouth taped shut, and hope to ever survive.

Thus, tomorrow begins the third breath of a Manhattan job for me. I am optimistic about it because I believe that like a good software upgrade, it has taken the best parts of versions 1.0 and 2.0 and combined them. I hope I have not put too much on the position description’s shoulders, but I suppose it is only natural when you have your “new job high”.

In the end, work is still work. But my goal is to feel like I have done something fulfilling each day, to come home every night not seeking to decompress, but to carry over the good vibes of the day into the rest of my life. Is that too much to ask for? I certainly hope not. Cheers.