Riga Command

 

Riga Command

It was flight time. Riga wore a black and yellow sports top with dark green combat trousers. Riga flew her craft in a straight line to see what the maximum speed was. She advanced the large single silver throttle forwards. It had a large degree of movement and was shaped like a big cock. Her viewing window was open. Outside was black space. A void of nothing. Stars glittered in clear form. Not inhibited or enhanced by any atmosphere. They were as they were. Of course, they were old. If a star was five light years away then that was what she was seeing now. How it looked five light years ago. Her flying disc advanced rapidly. The stars moved on by increasing speed. Her craft was propelled by a fusion reactor drive. The control was all the way forward. A simple display of numbers hovered in front of Riga. Like a fancy hologram. It was the velocity calibrated to miles per hour. The numbers were light blue. Different coloured stars were shifting along. Like marbles brushed away. On and on the craft went. Was there no top speed? She was at half-light speed now! Riga shrieked and clapped her hands. This was awesome! The stars were now like lines. White red yellow even green lines on the blackness of space. She needed to be careful not to hit any debris. Imagine hitting a comet or asteroid! Her protective shields were up but they were not bullet proof. Meaning not one hundred percent protective. No system was. A sense of velocity was now there. There was no acceleration. Just lights whizzing past. That was enough. Riga crossed light speed and kept on going. She was far away from Earth. The Sun was smaller. How much faster could she go? Should she wait and see or was this enough? Well Riga? How fast is fast enough? Just a bit more…

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New BPO job

 

New BPO job

And so I left my call centre job after my ex-galfriend turned cold on me. She went Full No Contact on me. She told me a list of things: stop sending me many messages, stop looking for me on lunch dinner break, do not ever ask me again if she misses what we did together before (she threatened to report me to HR on this, I must respect her decision to be away from me, do not pester her to add me again on FB/IG, her middle daughter said don’t ever go to their house again, it ended with my ex blocking my accounts. This was a few weeks Meta took them all offline due to erotic writing content. We tried to be friends and failed. It was due to her coldness, enforced rules, no personal talk, no time together, no flirting and more. She left me Nov 4 2012. I gave several resignation letters in. Some I withdrew early on. The last pushed thru and I left the company in Oct 2013. Almost a year after she left me. We sadly failed at friends. I’m fed up of reaching out to her and feeling depressed much of the time. She was one I wanted to keep hold of. We both failed here. Too many issues and no tissues. Now I’m struggling to move on. Being out of there helps as old memories aren’t triggered. Yet I miss her hugely. I listed her as a reference on my CV/resume. Was she called from my new job and did she give me a good reference? I got into one of my moods. I finally deleted her numbers for good so I cannot text her when I’m upset or down. She blocked them both and never replied or took my calls. I’ve only her email. This she ignores. An old work mate knows of us and speaks to her. Ask her to unblock my numbers and contact me I told him. He never replied back so I deleted his number. I deal with all this crap by writing. I’ll focus on my new job and never ever be involved with a gal in work. Our key differences are she is a great critical thinker and I’m happy go lucky. This tore us apart I think after her dad died then she found she was ill. I wish she had turned to me instead of pushing me away. My trust for her is in bits yet my love remains the same. I ask my Mother Goddess to delete my feeling for her. I will move on yet always be affected by events. Always touched by our love and what we did and where we went, always hurt by her leaving me and how she changed and how we failed at friends. I do not think this is the end. Just a pause. We will continue sometime in the future. In this life or the next. I wish Riga love light and blessings always. I’m grateful for the love created and how we succeeded. On a whole it was not a failure as we created love. Even if it ended badly. Riga was my biggest ever call centre story. For that I am eternally grateful.

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