semi-dichotomous

torn between ecstatic and annoyed, torn between celebratory and mourning, torn between relief and reluctant acceptance, torn between loving a new adventure and hating the loss of freedom, torn between joy and sorrow... tomorrow i start a new job after mostly enjoying more than a year of relaxing vacation and while the wallet cheers, the party girl mourns... it's the hard knocks life, alas, but the challenge of the new responsibilities are precisely what the doctor ordered and fit my skill set and desire to help others so well, it's a change i should not think of passing up even if i was so independently wealthy i would not need to work another day in this life... the change shall be dramatic, no doubt... at least for the moment...