There is an end to the season at my job tomorrow/today/next week.
Technically Friday is my last evening charge shift.
And then I go on vacation.
I’m supposed to be in London.
Again I am not because of Covid numbers overseas.
And then I start my new shift.
I am very excited to be doing this change.
I have felt stale for awhile.
As I was working my way down the chore list, I began humming to myself.
The song that I was humming.
On this penultimate day in my current job?
One Day More.
From the Broadway musical Les Miserables.
And the lyrics hit a bit differently.
‘One day more, another day, another destiny.’
I chose this change for myself.
And my sanity.
‘One day to a new beginning, raise the flag of freedom high.’
And the last lines of the song, ‘one more dawn, one more day, one day more.’
I have always positioned this blog as communiques from the front lines to headquarters.
The front lines will still exist.
They will just be a bit different now.
And on the way home I had the Broadway musical Hamilton playing.
And another song struck me as appropriate.
The Story of Tonight.
This song also hits a little differently this week.
‘I’ve seen wonders great and small.’
I will continue to see those wonders.
Many of the past wonders that I can think of happened on call.
‘Raise a glass to freedom.’
‘Something they can never take away. No matter what they tell you.’
And the last line of the song.
‘I’ll see you on the other side of the war.’