Packing Up, Moving On

Tonight I've started taking down everything from the walls. It's like I'm disassembling my life that was 3 years in the making. I'm thankful for the change, but it's always hard to move on. At least I can appreciate the beautiful sky so late at night. I wish all nights would slowly make their way into the dark.

1 week

Is this really happening? I only have one week left at the job I've been at for 2.5 years. I guess that's not really a long time but if you think of my lifespan that's like a tenth of my life.

Things I've enjoyed:
-being able to roll out of bed and get to work quickly
-discount T pass!
-having my own desk
-getting my own dollah billz
-being a vampire
-eating lunch
-nice people

Things I need to remember that I won't miss:
-being the lowest person on the totem pole in relation to all the people I work with and what that translates to
-forever long lab meetings/reports
-mytime
-stupid people
-stupid tasks

It's been real. See you again some day.