I like to keep something all to myself
I’ve been feeling particularly restless lately because of the thought that things are going to completely change in a few months. Change is definitely in the air - in April, big things will come. George will be the first of us to leave. And I feel that Melissa is leaving soon as well. I’m afraid I’ll be the last to leave - or worse yet, never leave. What good is this feeling of stability when all the people who make that world bearable are gone? I have to find a new job that I want more. I have to find a place for me that’s better than here. I don’t want to be the one that stayed. There’s nothing to stay there for.















