having a moment

There is a big corporate express box on my desk.
it's sitting there, staring at me wide open, looking at me like, hey. are you going to pack me full of your desk stuff or not?

I'm going to my good-bye happy hour in 51 minutes.
Monday, we're heading to Bacio for my farewell lunch.
I have to start taking things home or I'll never make it out of here Tuesday afternoon.

I cleaned out my personal drive and sent about a million things home to file this morning.


I'm starting a new job. And it feels so completely surreal, I just don't even feel like I'm in my own body right now.