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Friday, 6:00 pm

Some people behind me are comparing commutes, and I realise it–this is the last time I will have this horrid commute. I am frightened and elated all at once.

I cleared out my desk today, I hope I didn’t leave anything stupid. I am in a mood to slough off all extra weight. I had thought to bring away the keyboard drawer that I bought myself, at no little cost, to make my desk at all ergonomic, but at the thought of carrying it and storing it for four years, only to maybe never need it again, I rebelled.

Tonight I attack the rest of my things. Tomorrow we will take them to my friend’s attic. (I have the best friends.) Nothing that doesn’t fly may remain.

Cast off ballast! Prepare to sail!