dispensable..

being on the wrong side of 25 has its fair share of advantages. one of which is that you've said enough number of goodbyes to make it a non-subject and a known subject. but it takes a while to realize that nothin makes it less painful. not even having sad more goodbyes than one can care to count.

last week was my last week with my firm. well ah.. just a job change. but then, this was my very first job and the only one i've ever known. kinda made it a real big deal. it also made me think a lot. about people, places and goodbyes. more importantly, it made me think about the word dispensable. a colleague of mine told me what he thought of it - most people who once thought they were indispensable are now resting in their graves. :) but when you're 21 and at your first job, you're naive enough to disbelieve that. four years into it, when you first decide to call it quits, in your heart of hearts you know nothing is going to stop or change. but somewhere deep you also wish something would. eventually, nothing does.