Today was quite a special day. I resigned from my office today. It was a mixed feeling. They gave me cake. It was a long and tedious journey to decide whether I should take another offer since a year ago and I was hesitant at first and until this very moment I am still, a little insecure whether I made the right decision. I remember your advice a year ago. You prefer this future office than my current office. I knew it was right sincenyou gave the reason, my current office is a small world, I am going to be bored and there will be uncomfortable frictions with my coworker once it happened, because we met in the small room every single day. But it gave a lot of money. And that’s pretty much that the reason we’re working, right? I could be right and wrong perhaps. This future office, didn’t offer a lot of money. Very little to be honest. No monthly salary and just service fee. And sometimes I wonder I am such an idiot to made this decision. But it is academic office and I think it suits me better. It also has the chance to improve my writing. And dad, you gave me a small bit of confidence to step into the unknown, now that you’re gone. I missed your talking, your advice, and how you shaped me now. You gave me a meaning for instinct reasoning rather than a logic decision. It is your office, although we had different specialty zone, but I kinda followed your path. So I think thats the big reason that overshadow the fact that it has zero monthly salary. Beside, I also work in other office in afternoon and one other passive income for my primary needs. I hope it works well. I don’t know. Sometimes I just wish I could talk with you, ask your advice, just one more time and for that I will gave my all. I hope you found peace in your waiting Dad. You always in my prayer.
Your always gonna be youngest son.