I had a fun little wake-up call this evening.
I was going on hour 12 of a workday that can be characterized as chaotic at best and a tsunami of disasters at worst. It has just been one of those weeks where you climb the mountain of work and think you've reached the peak only to find out what you thought was the peak was really just a landing that reveals a whole other part of the mountain yet to be climbed, and so you turn up the stereo and keep working. I was exhausted enough after eight hours, but by hour 12, I was really losing steam.
And then"Aberdeen" by Cage the Elephant came on my stereo. Now, "Aberdeen" is a top-tier tune that would've given me a quick jolt of stamina either way, but it's also the song that I played in my dorm room immediately after Impossible Foods called to officially offer me a full-time job with them. When that happened, I hung up the phone, blasted "Aberdeen" on my speaker, and jumped around my dorm room in sheer delirium. I was too excited to even know what to do with my flailing body.
And so there I was, sitting at my desk this evening, crawling through hour 12 of a long workday yet pulled back into this memory of getting the job offer in the first place, and I realized how freaking lucky I am. I am actively living the life that me from two years ago desperately wanted to be living, and I don't feel like I'm wasting a single ounce of it.
Coincidentally, and I just realized this now while typing, but today is also one year to the date that my manager at Impossible Foods first called me asking if I would be interested in interviewing for a role at the company. This first call didn't go as ideally as I would've hoped: I picked up the call in an academic building stairwell completely expecting it to be spam, and I could hardly finish a sentence because I was totally out of breath after sprinting to class. But it turned out to be possibly the most important spam call I've ever received.
It's been an exhausting week. But it's a type of exhaustion that Joe from two years ago would have craved, and Cage the Elephant made me remember that I should be thankful for this exhaustion every now and then. Life is good.
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