Now that I’m 4 weeks away from leaving my job forever, I’m getting pretty nervous about leaving my job forever.
Maybe this is the way time works - nothing, nothing, nothing, then you wake up one overcast saturday morning and everything is all at once piled up right in front of you. I guess this is the point at which I stop thinking about getting ready, and just
that is exactly how i feel right at this very moment.
two nine-hour workdays later, complete with plenty of mind-numbing thinking about things I don’t fully understand, and I am finally writing what will eventually become my thesis
i went camping with hunter this weekend and although we suck at vacation planning and staying organized, despite it all we still had a good time driving around maryland and sitting by the fire, telling stories, smelling awful and sleeping horribly. it was so nice to get away and i did not want to come back.