Last day

Today was my last day at work. It felt weird, saying goodbye to these people that I saw nearly every day of my life for the past two years, knowing I would probably never see them again, and knowing that this part of my life was over. Not working with my team anymore, not sitting at my desk anymore. Everything was so final. I can honestly say that it didn’t feel that way right until today. I don’t think I really thought about it that way until today.

On my way home I was thinking about this town. It’s a small town and for the most part I didn’t enjoy living here very much, but there is some comfort in the familiar, isn’t there? And here, more than anything, I was more aware of the familiarity of things. Seeing the same mother take her child to the school many mornings. Seeing the same guy walk his dog nearly every day. Seeing the same two old men go for a walk in the morning as I was on my way to work. Seeing the same people work at the grocery store every day. Seeing the same man sell rotisserie chicken from a van every Friday.

Tomorrow I leave my apartment and this town. Most likely I will never return here. I never thought I would say this, but I think I will miss it.

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3 thoughts on “Last day

  1. I love this, it reminds me of all my “daily little things” that happen in my neighborhood, or even just on my block. If I’m on time to work, I spend about 3 minutes behind a school bus and it picks up the same kids at the same houses/apartment buildings every morning. There is a high-powered attorney in my neighborhood who, when it isn’t snowing, rides his unicycle to work at exactly 7:50 am. The bells of the cathedral tell me when I’m late (and miss the school bus and the unicycle), and the two older gentlmen next door are always on the stoop when I get home from work (at a reasonable hour) smoking cigars and laughing. You’ll find new routines and familiarity in Edinburgh, and you will be even more in-love with the city.

    xox

  2. Life is so strange. I definitely had the exact feeling before when I moved and left a place behind. I am so glad though that you will have good memories of this place. It’s part of your story.

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