I now have exactly 30 days until the beginning of my highway expedition out of Florida forever. I can hardly contain my excitement at times, but I am not free of my responsibilities yet. What started as a conversation of how to kill the monotony at work quickly became an overwhelming stretch of problem-solving that will probably continue until the end of my tenure. This, of course, is taking place while I must fight my desire to simply sit back and let the days slip by while I serve out the rest of my days. A fellow coworker even suggested that I simply leave now. What are they going to do? Fire me?
As appealing as it sounds simply to go home at Thanksgiving and never come back, I can’t and I won’t because I have an obligation. An analogy to soldiers on the frontline isn’t particularly appropriate here, but this feeling stems from the same psychological phenomenon. We are willing to work hardest for those who are closest to us. I may have no more affinity for my employer or even some of my superiors, but I recognize that I am leaving a couple of my friends to their own devices soon. I feel a responsibility to them to leave them with the best-running office I can.
On a similar note, it appears I have taken on a bit of a new responsibility: I have followers! I’m still in the single digits, but it’s infinitely more than I ever expected to have. i.e. zero. I recognize that I skipped post on Sunday (I skipped out on a lot of things that day), and I got a concerned email from my grandmother that there were no new stories for the day! First of all, I had no idea she was reading, and secondly, I had no idea anyone found these ramblings particularly interesting! Maybe I am jaded by my constant daydreaming of the glorified global adventures on my horizon, but I figured these were a bit mundane. However, I seem to have a followership, and I will uphold my responsibility.
With that statement of commitment, I make another 30-day challenge. This will take me right up to the day I leave on my real adventure, so I will need to use my imagination for now. This next challenge will be one contiguous fictional story. Perhaps I will continue Walter, but I’m not sure I like how the characters have been developing. I have been impressed with the writing style, but Michael hasn’t proven to be the juxtaposition to Walter I wanted to paint. I’ll continue it if I can rewrite some of the dialogue to build his character more fully. If not, I will start from scratch on something that will reach just over 15,000 words if I stick with my commitment. I will brainstorm tomorrow on a plot.