Today is my last day of work at the library. Saying goodbye to my supervisors and co-workers has been surprisingly saddening. I've been looking forward to this day for a while, but now that it's here it is definetly bittersweet. I'm excited to move forward, excited (and nervous) to get a new job but I REALLY am going to miss working here. It's so strange to think I won't be coming in tomorrow and I won't be coming back after summer. Normally I bust out Menomonie as fast as my feet can carry me with the quickest of goodbyes. There is no rush this time. No skipping out the door. It is a wierd feeling that I know I am closing a door on the past four years of my life. I know it needs to be done, I want it to be done. But it is a strange feeling.
You make a life somewhere.
You make friends.
Pick favorite spots.
Pick favorite restuarants.
Create AMAZING memories.
Find hobbies.
Try new things.
Celebrate Holidays.
And then suddenly it's all gone. You have to start over again.
It's going to be fun.
But it's going to be wierd.
You make a life somewhere.
You make friends.
Pick favorite spots.
Pick favorite restuarants.
Create AMAZING memories.
Find hobbies.
Try new things.
Celebrate Holidays.
And then suddenly it's all gone. You have to start over again.
It's going to be fun.
But it's going to be wierd.
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