It was almost bittersweet today, leaving the office, leaving this office for the last time, knowing that I won’t be coming back to the building where I’ve worked for six and a half years. I won’t miss the building, exactly, except maybe in that weird way you miss any place that you used to be and no longer are, the way nostalgia creeps in even when you’re not feeling particularly nostalgic. The company and my job aren’t changing, even if our office layout is, come Monday, so it’s more strange than anything else. It’s just odd: I won’t miss the place, but I’ll miss the place.
Though I am almost disappointed they didn’t send us off with another random fire alarm. That would have been fitting.
As it was, the day was spent answering a couple of e-mail and then heading home at noon. We’ll see the new place for the first time on Monday.
