I hate leaving. I really do. Once, even though I was looking forward to four weeks traveling in Europe with my best friend, some part of me just did NOT want to go. We had to leave at 6AM to catch our flight and I put off packing until 5. Gave myself a whole hour!

I certainly haven’t done that with this trip. I’ve been up until 1 or 2 every night for the last week working to bring it all together. I don’t know what I was thinking working at my job right up until I leave. I should have put a day or two break in there. Oh, well. Next time. I think I might be on top of it now and actually get to bed before midnight tonight.

My co-workers took me out for a farewell lunch, which was really sweet. Still sad to say goodbye. I said co-workers, but they’re actually friends bordering on family, we just happen to work together.

As I was driving home, feeling sad, one of my favorite Tom Petty songs came on the radio, like he was singing my song:

“It’s time to move on, time to get going, what lies ahead I have no way of knowing. But under my feet, Babe, grass is growing. Time to move on. Time get gone.”

I cried.


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