Today was full of a bunch of “lasts”. It was my last day at work. I also ran into TONS of people for what’s probably the last time I’ll see them in a while (or, realistically, some of them I’ll probably never see again).
Ran into Isaiah right when I took my lunch break. We had lunch together- such a great, balanced guy… (I know that our friendship is not ending, but rather only beginning. You rock, dude.)
A few other people came through at work that I didn’t have time to get to know better…. Mita, Erin Obr, and others.
I went to Gold Bar after work to hang out with Lizzy. Before she came, I ran into David Stoll, Vicki, and Margaret. Then Nate, my old drumline instructor came in. Jen, also from drumline, was working.
Lizzy and I talked for a little while… All of us PPA kids going out of state are sharing in the moving-away jitters. I have a cool idea in the works for coordinating an “out-of-state PPA kids’ care package ring” so that we can make each other feel more at home.
Leaving is getting really weird. I hate saying goodbye- for a long time, or even permanently. It’s really weird. I much prefer how it happens in “The Sixth Sense”:
Cole: "I'm not going to see you anymore, am I?" Malcolm doesn't respond for a while. He shakes his head, "No."Cole: "...Maybe we can pretend we're going to see each other tomorrow? Just for pretend."Malcolm: "Okay, Cole, I'm going to go now... I'll see you tomorrow."Cole (softly): "...See you tomorrow."