My heart broke at the thought of leaving my team. They really were the most talented and supportive group. I reluctantly took the new job, and less than a month later that team was dismantled when their project was dropped. I had stepped off of a beautiful ship, and watched it sink moments later.
Wanting things to continue as they are is contentment. Acting like nothing will change is naive. A trick of nostalgia for the present, sentimentality for a theoretical future. That nostalgia goes down in the sinking ship.
For every moment there is no guarantee of another the same. Every part is a moving part. Things change fast.
Treat every bite like there is no more cake.
Great days can’t be re-created. Incredible parties can’t repeat a second night. The hotel you return to is never as perfect as you remember. Wringing every last drop, the last drops are sour.
Jerry Seinfeld stopped making his eponymous sitcom at its peak. After the 9th season he walked away. Consider doing the same.
evening after evening, yet not often enough to satisfy the sad fierce appetite of memory, as it looks back hungrily (A Single Man, Christopher Isherwood)
Nostalgia cannot be satisfied.