Yesterday was kind of an important day for me.
As many of you know, I was brutally attacked by two thugs on the street outside my Metro stop in DC a few months ago. I was transitioning to a new part-time retail gig in order to reclaim some sanity in my life, and to be able to care for my boy during the weekdays.
So: As I came home from my second day of training at my then-new part-time retail job in DC on October 26, 2010, I was attacked and everything changed.
Yesterday, I finished my second day of training at my new new part-time retail job here in Maine on February 1, 2011. I came home, saw my family, and all was well.
I know it seems silly. I’m about the least superstitious guy you’ll ever meet, but the symbolism of the fact that I made it home safely this time was very meaningful.