Preparing my departure

I've been working where I work for close to four years now, and spent about three of those years pestering about work, and the last two years really wishing I didn't have to go there anymore. My feelings evolved between boredom, bitterness, anger and indifference. When I got back to work this week after 10 days of sick leave, my first thought as I switched my computer on and sat down was "I should quit".
Pause.
"Oh. I already have. Damn. Two more months. Sigh..."
I've spent a lot of the moments when I felt most bitter about work drafting stingy departure speeches that would have been held on the little going away snack and drink gathering workers leaving often organise. The bitterness has long left me, but my desire to send in a last message to this bunch of senseless workaholics has increased over the past weeks - I guess in an attempt to show 9-to-19 office workers who perpetuate busy work as a way of life that there is another way of leading a life, while they still think I am one of them (one of us, one of us!)

And so, this is my draft message to all my lovely co-workers and my boss - which I will send only on my last week.

I too go along with the long series of fluctuation mails and loudly and joyfully announce my last day in the office.

I have spent exactly four years here, and in those four years I have changed a lot - which is why I couldn't imagine staying here any longer. My urge to gradually bring my life in line with my principles and priorities (non-hierarchical structures, a lifestyle compatible with the environment, social justice, a slower rhythm and personal development) resulted in me not being able to spend 8 hours in an office, wasting up paper and energy, producing politically uncritical reports, and with the prospect of becoming a researcher and flying round to conferences with "important bureaucrats" - all in the name of the environment.

Of course I am grateful that the company financially enabled me to study, and I learned a lot in terms of precision and work planning. I also developed friendships over the years, which probably held me longer here than I wanted it.

And what will I do next? I will pack up my rucksack again and hitch from collective farm to farm, learn a lot about earth and straw bale building techniques, but also travel east (for the first time!) and document with a friend anticapitalist political struggles (this should result in a book with photos and texts). I will probably never again work for a salary, I actually need very little money to finance myself (solidarity and collective self-organisation greatly reduce commercial needs, and the rest can be covered by punctual translations. I've probably done enough money-work for the rest of the year!)

So then, off I go into a life of self-determination without consumerist slavery and busy work as a way of life!
To those who are staying: I hope you really are at the right place for you.

The original is in German, which has all these nice concepts for which finding a translation is difficult. But nevermind. Compared to the soapy emails quitting co-workers usually send around (Thank you for the lovely team work, I hope quitting was a good decision, I am so sad to leave behind such great co-workers...), it might give a pleasant change. Heehee.