It is my two-year anniversary at my current job. Well, it was. At the time of this writing the day is essentially done. Nothing was special or out of the ordinary. Nobody congratulated me or remembered. Truth be told I did not really expect them to. But deep down there’s always a little bit of hope. This is the longest I’ve ever stayed at a job before. It’s not bad—it helps pay the bills. Only I know I don’t really want to spend my life there. Maybe another year, maybe less. Here’s to at least taking it one day at a time.