Gross. I hated leaving work. I know I held it together for the most part, but the thought of not going back to work there, not seeing those people regularly, well...I don't like that, not one bit.
I've been really lucky to have had the chance to work in a hospital, doing that kind of work, and working with the amazing, funny, caring, brilliant people I worked with.
My coworker (and friend) Mike B. bet me I would cry before leaving work, and then when I didn't, he said it was kind of sad. I think I was,and still am, in shock. I have no doubts that when it actually hits me that I won't be swiping into Station 77 ever again, I'll be very sad.
I got an email from my good friend, Meg, who is currently in London and is preparing to start work on her new cruise ship. It makes me feel nice knowing she will be over there, as well as my friend Laura, who will be studying something exotic-sounding in London for a year. And then there's Chris, and I absolutely cannot wait to see him again... I have to keep reminding myself of all the great things I'm going to instead of thinking of all the fantastic things I'm leaving. It's tough because everyone and everything has been a new level of awesome lately.
Anyway, thanks to everyone who has made this time fun and who has been so supportive. There have been tons of you and I really, really appreciate it.
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