I find that working is a lot like lost and found. The joy of starting something new is the essence of being found – things couldn’t be better and the worries you once had dissipate into thin air. You have an air of confidence and possess exuberance to make a change, as if you alone held the likelihood of success or failure for any given venture. Being found is renewal.
Lost is description enough. No-one wants to be there and sometimes it’s the stage from which being found meanders to. Once found, now lost.
I started a new job and am in raptures about the world. Things are fresh and I have a will to make a difference. My main concern is avoiding getting lost again.