Just over seven weeks left before the big departure. I say big, but it’s going to be just another flight in the big scheme of things. The past week felt like an uneasy vacation, trying to adapt to a life in which you need to build and maintain your own structure. And here I was, thinking my first struggle with adapting to a new life wouldn’t begin until I arrived in Perth. Continue reading “Trying To Adapt (Already)”
At least, according to a customer at work. Yesterday was my last day on the job, and strangely enough it mostly felt like any other day. I just came in, and did my best. The only thing that was different was the amount of handshaking and the presents some of my customers brought me. It felt weird leaving work, but not much weirder than I felt this last month really.
It’s strange to look someone in the eyes, who you have seen maybe once a week, or maybe almost every single day, for the past nine years. And realize you will never see this person again.