Do Dare

When we came back from Perth and the customer decided to get rid of his portal – and hence me – it was January, pitch-dark in the mornings.
I walked to the new "work"-place passing Carl Friedrich Gauss and then had to take the route beside the unlit park.
I chose to walk on the street, not the sidewalk, it felt safer.

Spring and Summer the mornings were bright and I chose the route through the park, past the fountain.

Come Autumn I noticed the construction site blocked the way via Carl Friedrich, so I asked the town when the work´ll be done, mentioning the unlit park as only other way (other you want to make a larger detour).

I was "furious" when to my e-mail-request I got a paper-letter (paper!) saying in an arrogant tone they are “working according to plan”, that, as resident, I had been informed of the steps – I am not a resident of that area!! – and for further questions I can call via phone. Why not use e-mail?
Signed as “Dipl.-Ing.”, which, btw is a title I share with that arrogant fella (I just didn´t use it in my request, what for, I thought – in the aftermath I might´ve gotten a nicer answer?).

I did not e-mail and complain, other things took my attention.

Since Wednesday the “safe” route is open again.

The following morning I forgot.
Yesterday… I was thinking.

Hmmm. I´m so used now to walk the short route through the pitch-dark park with my torch in one hand, the pepper foam in the other.
I´m so used to the two cyclists and the occasional jogger or dog walker. I don´t understand why the latter two do it without a torch, but, hey, I don´t feel unsafe anymore.
The “safe” route via the houses where people might hear me scream and come for help if there was an incident seemed a tad longer.

I chose the pitch-dark park.
But I still, when out of the park, walk on the street, not the sidewalk.

Reckon this means I, if slowly, can adapt to new situations, huh?
My stomach still often hurts when panic strikes, job-wise.
And so far I didn´t do other than getting my picture taken (awful!) and scanning my certificates. Oh, and having signed up at one job-machine, but I haven´t had a look, I´m too “scared”.

Scary btw... Saw this shortly before you reach 4th floor at my workplace...

Well, I will have to “do dare”, right.
Can´t be darker than the park, or can it. Said the biggest chicken in town.
(I´m no certified tester and meeting new people or even selling myself is horrible for me)