It was 8.5 months ago when I submitted my resignation letter.
It was 5 months ago when I confronted my boss about what to do in my 6 month quarantine time.
9 months is a very long time, enough time to give birth to a baby.
Now that I am looking back at the past 8 months, time really do fly.
It is fate, for the past 5 months I was placed in one of the biggest .NET project in Nordic. It is also directly related to my upcoming projects in my future job (only the scale is far bigger). The experience I have aquired here is only going to help me in the future job.
Most of the work is done now, all is left is documentations and knowledge transfer.
The past few days, this song keep popping up in my mind:
Just 1 month left.
我是父親,卻不父親節
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我是一個沒有儀式感的人,甚至連自己的生日,也是視如平常,很多年前,已說過,生日最值得感恩的,是懷胎九月,經過陣痛才生下我來的母親。
父親節在那一天,我一直沒上心,沒概念。因媒體,知道在六月,但從沒留意。前幾天見到小兒子,他說去食應節飯咯,我說不用了。我的沒儀式感可見一斑。
今天收到親朋,學生的早安與父親節...
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