All Good Things Come to an End

[straphanger1]

It was a rainy, melancholy morning here in the city, and it began the same way that the past forty weekday mornings had (except for Labor Day, of course). I bounced off my air mattress (don’t ask), rinsed away my sleepiness in the shower, and before long, was blocking out the news hawker’s annoying cry (“AM New Yo-ork, read all about it, e-very da-

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[gumonyershoe]

Last days are hard. Especially if it's not your choice. But even my "last days" at jobs that I chose for them to be my last day, it was still hard and awkward.

A big hearty best of luck to you with getting a temporary job at the Library until the company that you were interviewing for a full time job realizes how awesome you are and gives you the position you deserve. :)