Zebra crossing
I was going through some of my thousands of old photos that I've taken over the last 10 years or so and I came across this one from about 5 years ago when we lived in Tauranga. There was one morning when I was working in dentistry in a job I hated for a company who made me feel unappreciated when I had to psych myself up most mornings. I remember walking down one of the side streets near the waterfront feeling the restfulness of that time of day. Now I'm lucky enough to say that I'm in a different place mentally and actually like my job and the people I work with. Time flies...
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Glad you made a change and found a good place to be.
I had to drive 30 km. Did, and one day sontanously packed my stuff, went to the boss and said I quit.
Drove back home, Ingo´s Granma heard me coming, said, "you look so happy, did you finally quit?"