Lately, the head-trip of imagining my next work life has set me on an altogether different mental journey. Along with conjuring up each future job in my mind’s eye, I’ve begun to look back on every job I’ve had.
In this funky retrospective, I’m not reflecting on the stuff of resumes or performance reviews. Not accomplishments, achievements, goals. There’s a space for that, when professionally required. Instead, I’m culling the quirky or kooky, channeling the minor sidetracks, not major milestones.
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