About a week and a half ago my new employer called me and suggested that I come and visit my new workplace. He rightly sensed that I'm massively conflicted about this move.
I accepted his offer, and am in the city that one street sign described as the "friendly city". I arrived here earlier today. The temperature is a mild +2, a bit unexpected.
My new boss picked me up from the airport, then we drove an hour to get here. He gave me a quick tour by car, but it's hard to gauge what this place is really like. It was dark by the time we got here.
I'm staying in a hotel. Upon arrival here I was so conflicted that I broke down and wept. I lay in my bed, numb.
I feel so spiritually low that I'm having a hard time even talking to God. My spiritual radar is frozen. I feel abandoned and stuck. Words do not adequately express the desolation that I experience.
I did find the energy to go for a workout in the gym shortly after 9pm. I walked 3kms on the treadmill.
I did find the energy to go for a workout in the gym shortly after 9pm. I walked 3kms on the treadmill.
Tomorrow morning at 8am I will visit my new workplace.
I will be here until Sunday.
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