Today's storm started in the morning, and the atmosphere for the rest of the day proceeded on with gloom, cold and dampness.
It's yet another nothing-very-much-to-do day in the office for me. I've began to use this phrase very often when describing the nature of my workload. Much as I can be making full use of this situation to do many other things, time drags and the morale plunges when you dun feel very useful in your organisation.
The thought of leaving or not has been plaguing me these few days. Much as I supposedly want to get out of here, I've been struggling with what little emotions I have for this place. I'm someone who easily takes pride in the organisation I'm with, and with that pride comes a certain attachment. What with many uncertainties looming in the pending divestment and re-organisation, I'm tempted to prolong my employment here to find out if there's anything better in store for me here. This skyscraper is after all, really not too bad a place to work in.
I have, however, been striving to worm myself out of the research function I was trained in. If a change in function is something I'm working towards, then I ought to be focused in putting that as a main priority in my next career move. If not, I will always be fleeting from one organisation to another, doing research again and again, and remain discontented and unhappy with what I am doing in my job.
The mentality is not to get out regardless of any circumstance and offer, but rather whether the new position will offer me an alternative out of research. I'm crossing my fingers to that.
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