i only have 3 days left at my job. i haven't started to pack my office yet. my goodbye lunch is on wednesday with some close work friends and i'm looking forward to it very much. all of my projects are pretty much handed over. i have a list of stuff to get completed, expense reports, etc and will hopefully accomplish it all tomorrow.
zoe comes home tomorrow. hooray! that will put everything into perspective for me and keep me grounded. i have been missing her the last few days and want to hear about her roadtrip with nanna and the adventures.
cleaning out my office
you find the strangest things when you clean something out.
stuff you didn't know was there.
stuff you weren't prepared to part with.
stuff you wonder why it was kept around.
the clearing and cleaning of something major and timeless stirs up crap with others.
when the stuff is all laying out for all to see it is hard to avoid that it is happening, that it happened.
fuck the past. it has been dragging me down for way to long. i've been running from it trying to get out from under it and it won't let me go...these last and final threads