5 and half years after,12 notebooks after, many many many many but many emails after, some other many-many conference calls after, my first run after, experiences for life after...
Yesterday was my last day at Nike.
One side of myself is extremely sad, i will miss it - the vibe, the relaxed work environment, the gym classes, the brown big table, the green small tables, the big windows aside my desk, the coffee machine sound coming from the kitchen, the employee store, the first sample sale craziness, the dutch jokes (oh well maybe not this one...), the Nike night bus (nope, also not going to miss this one), the smell of fresh cut grass, the people I met.
The other side of myself is extremely happy, I will always remember it - I did my first interview without being completely sure I wanted it, but this was my first real job/second home and I enjoyed it as much as I could! I met amazing people, I exceeded my own expectations and I managed to experience soooo many cool things.
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I was sad and happy on my last day at Nike. The duality I felt, and I still feel a bit, makes me strange, weird, confused, tired. I kept thinking "
How bizarre are these feelings?!"
I will have many other last days.
This first last one though, will always be somewhere stored, saved, remembered as part of myself.
Au revoir.
Adrenaline rushes through my body. My thoughts are bit fuzzy, my mouth seems dryer and butterflies are making a party in my stomach. I can't prevent my facial muscles of carving a huge smile for hours. What a terrifying joy!
What I just described is, for me, the clear indication that I'm heading out of my comfort zone, to magic, to the unknown, to life.
I always think that lucky are the people who have the opportunity to take the least taken path, that can spend time in the longer arduous road. And that brave are the ones that seize the opportunities and if they are not lucky, they don't bother and just make opportunities. Many people are not lucky enough to come across opportunities and when they do, they don't have the guts to seize it. But no judgements from my part since I'm also, most of the time, not lucky and neither brave enough. I love my comfort zone and stay on it for most of my existence. Only once in a while I jump out of it.
Living with a partner? Then it's even harder because, the way I see it, there's "my comfort zone", "your comfort zone" and "our comfort zone". So I have to jump out of mine, push her out of hers and together we jump out of ours. It's actually a quite special feeling when we help each other go out of our own individual comfort zones. We learn so much about ourselves and each other: what we like, our fears, what's easy and what's hard. Sharing this experience with the love of my life is actually the best part and something totally new to me.
Who said that "Timing is everything" was absolutely right. Specially regarding big changes since "Now it's not the right time" is one of the most common reasons, or excuses, to avoid doing anything. Like any other complex subject, timing has many layers, is dynamic and interconnected. I guess this is the part which lucky really plays a big role. Life tends to be quite predictable, cyclical, while in the comfort zone so one can do some sort of planning.
But the cosmic forces at play put everything in place, the planets and starts aligned for a short period of time ... and we decided to take the leap.
Let the butterflies party.
