No one could ever claim that I'm a wallflower. I'm too loud, too bright not to at least get noticed by everyone walking by. I love bright colors and I make loud noises and I adore every minute of it.
Except days like today. I got a job offer. A great job offer. My boss's boss recommended me for a one off chance to do something really great and all I can wish for is that no one ever noticed me. I like my life where I am. Yes, I wanted a new job something exciting and challenging. Yes, this will be that. But I never actually wanted to move. I never wanted to say goodbye to the friendships that I've formed and the bonds made and the life I've built here. And that's what this job is. A farewell to all of that.
So rather than being ecstatic about the chance to do something wonderful I'm crying to myself wishing I had been content with what I had.