I can't deny I accumulated baggage during the job's duration. There was a project that failed. There was a decision I regretted. There was the memory of a time a coworker snapped at me in a meeting. And the memory of the time I snapped back. I struggled with how to live in the present moment and how to shed the heaviness I felt. I desperately craved inspiration for overcoming the past.
I thought about the ease of starting over. A clean Inbox. All new relationships with people. A fresh perspective on projects with no memories of previous failures.
Then I remembered the time a wasp built a nest in my mailbox. The day after we knocked it down, the wasp rebuilt in the exact same spot. As far as I could tell, the wasp wasn't upset about the past or disgruntled about its current situation. It seemed driven to do what needed to be done. I admired its ability to live in the present.
I challenged myself to reset my own outlook. To walk in the door with the optimism of a new team member. To shove aside unhelpful memories. To face my role with new thoughts and renewed energy.