Carpe diem

This morning, fourteen years ago, I was making a final run, transporting boxes from my rented accommodations in Ottawa to my newly acquired condo. Crossing the Champlain Bridge (the old, narrow, traffic choked Champlain Bridge) I was struck by the splendor of the clear blue September sky, an incredibly bright day with not one cloud visible in that vast azure expanse. The time was 8:45 a.m.
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Dinosaur Memory

Yesterday was another sort of a holiday day. I went out to Kanata to see W.

W was first met toward the end of last year. He operates a company in a tech field and was looking for someone to assist him. I was doing mundane routine volunteer work and I felt ready to make the jump to something more occupationally oriented. My experience in coding and IT goes back almost 40 years. Like some lost dinosaur memory, I knew the early history of the technology he sold, and supported. All of my experience from working with Gargantua seemed to apply. The work appeared to be an ideal fit with my background and skills. The opportunity represented a positive way of easing myself back into the world of paid work.
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