Five more working days. . . .

until I become one of the unemployed. It is finally beginning to sink in. The giving notice to vacate my apartment, the increasing difficulty in focusing on the goal at work, the "mantra" of "I should have done this like this, but hey I'm leaving next week!" The realization that yes, indeed, working for this organization for one whole year has been like being a part of yet another family, and that I will actually miss some things about it.

par humeN chalte jaana hai. bas chalte jaana. . . or duniya ye duniya apni nahiN hai, hum tau chale haiN, aur kahiN

Telling my landlord I have personal health issues to deal with was not a complete lie. I just don't know what all those issues are. Khuda na khaasta my fears should actually come true. Being single, and isolated from everyone except family might not be such a bad thing then.

Ever since I gave notice, my mind has been elsewhere, but have I done anything to prepare myself for the next week or so? The hahahaha should be answer enough for now. Right now I feel like Benjamin and Elaine from The Graduate. At the end (spoiler alert!) they are exactly where they want to be - together - but the camera focuses on them both staring blankly at the road ahead. Not knowing what will happen next.

It is a scary place to be, yet ripe with possibilities. :)

As of the end of this month, when I leave Boise and return to Oregon, my Oregon, I will no longer have internet access, majboori se. It will be a difficult thing to get used to. It might be simply luverly! Like being in the wilderness. Oh wait, it is the wilderness!

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