I’ve had  a lot of “last” days lately.  Last day of graduate school. Last day of work here.  Last day of work there.

It bums me out.  I don’t like having lasts.  I don’t like change, even though I know it’s always lurking somewhere in the background.

But with the sadness of “lasts” comes the excitement of “firsts.”  First day on the new job.  First moment of freedom.  First session of relaxation.

Last days, you were sweet.  First days, I hope you’re awesome.

L



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