Celebrating my last day in the clinic in a modest way | My Civil Service #24

Do you know what day it is? The last day of my civil service. Well, technically the second last, but in practice the last because tomorrow is just putting my name on a paper after which I'm going to be free.

Today when I leave out the door of the clinic, it shall be the last time I ever hear the door clank, the door bell, and hear the voices of my "co-workers" here. This all feels quite surreal as it really hasn't yet struck me that tomorrow I'm finally actually going to be free even though I have planned things forward for several months already; biking, Steemfest – beyond that I don't know. But those two are big enough variables alone, so probably better to keep things open for now.

It's going to be a significant day, because I've been waiting it for the whole duration of my service – I couldn't wait to get out of here. On many occasions I hated this all, but since the initial tantrums (that lasted for months), I've gotten used to this. Not like "I wanna spend the rest of my life here" used to, but in a way that I can live with the suckiness of all – it wouldn't last forever.

If not anything else, this has built my character, but at the same time has made me realize that living like this isn't ideal for me. I've gotten so hungry for just going somewhere, getting away, because I'm being kept here like a bird in a cage. It has been suffering, but from suffering can still become something good: I've realized how much I like having my freedom, which I'll appreciate now more than ever after being a government slave for 347 days, exaggerating it just a little if you will.

I remember how @tarazkp has talked about how people want freedom, but if they had it, they would end up doing the same. But that certainly isn't the same for me: my legs are itching to hop on to the bike and start my tour. But, more about that later, because there's still a lot to do, like the Writers' Block Steemfest giveaway contest – I got to the second round, and there's 3 weeks time to make the fiction story. 3 WEEKS! And I'm planning to be on the road in a week after this moment, so I don't really know how I can make that thing work, but I'll do my best. I need to find some spark of creativity somewhere and try make something up before I leave. I iwll have my smartphone with me, but that of course isn't the same as being at home with a keyboard. Yes, there are portable wireless keyboards but I'm not investing in one yet, because I don't yet know how bad I really want one, if I'm really going to write such a volume of text where it would ease my life significantly enough to justify the price. Because you know, I'm not planning to waste on anything right now. I do not wanna make any hasty purchases.

Anyhow, this was my lunch today + some nuts and dried plums. Modest meal for the last day, but I wouldn't have bought it if it wasn't on discount. 4€ for that is too much money, but with 30% discount it's almost good bang for the buck.

I actually just had a brief feedback talk with my instructor. Yes, the same instructor who has caused quite a big tantrums in the past, but luckily now our talk was in a much more mutual understanding despite our different styles of communications and views in certain things; she agreed too that there's quite a lot of "wasted time" there in this position, so I told that one way to fill the time is to get something to do from the management unit perhaps, like I got in the form of intoxicant prevention program.

Of course she asked what I'm going to do after the civil service. Nothing wrong with that of course. Luckily, I have the "I'm gonna go biking" card to dodge the "what are you going to study" card. Level Up Illusion.

I tried to escape without a noise, but it was actually good to have the last brief with the instructor for "cleaning the air". Tomorrow I'll visit the management unit so that everything will be bureaucratically correct and have a chat with the "boss" who's partly responsible for the civil service side of things. She's actually a nice lady, so that won't be any inconvenience.

Damn it feels good to be able write the following:

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TL: 1 Day

^{Today Left of service}

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Here's pretty much everything that happened during the 347 days regarding the civil service, in case you might be interested. It has become quite a saga already, I don't think it's the best of quality, but I believe it's still better love story than Twilight.

• My Civil Service #1: Explaining the Liability to Military - A necessity for national defence with the cost of human rights?

• My Civil Service #2 - First week in the education center - The worst is already behind

• My Civil Service #3 - The civil service center in the middle of a peaceful countryside

• My Civil Service #4 - Mindfully increasing my life saving skills

• My Civil Service #5 - I FOUND A SERVICE PLACE - The civil service center in the middle of a peaceful countryside, PART 2

• My Civil Service #6 - An end with a new beginning

• My Civil Service #7 - First week in the work service

• My Civil Service #8 - My service was found precious right in the beginning

• Lecture from a REAL PRISONER - My Civil Service #9

• Extreme Mood Swings - My Civil Service #10

• My Civil Service #11: I May Have Discovered My God

• So You Want A Smile On My Face? - My Civil Service #12

• The Best Day So Far | A Potential Career Choice? - My Civil Service #13

• How to Pretend to Be Busy, Without Pretending - My Civil Service #14

• How big of an existential crisis can one job cause me? - My Civil Service #15

• Back to the mundane... NO! ADVENTURE TIME! - My Civil Service #16

• A.D.D = Always Denying Drinking - My Civil Service #17

• I'm writing this to keep myself from going crazy - My Civil Service #18

• I might be getting slightly closeted – My Civil Service #19

• Distractions – My Civil Service #20

• Multicolored People of an A-clinic – My Civil Service #21

• I cannot handle having a job, I must be a faulty person then – My Civil Service #22

• Alright folks... | My Civil Service #23