Today started like any other, aside from waking up at 4 am. I took the train, went to work, did work and then at 2:00 pm there was a little going away party for me. My boss gave a really great short speech about why everyone is going to miss me highlighting some memories from the last two years and then I started to cry, it was very touching. I thanked everyone for coming and it was because of them that I liked my job and was able to succeed in my job by working together. I cut the cake and then people started to come up to me to say goodbye and the tears just didn't stop. It was very touching. And I started to think....did I really quit my job? Is this really no more? Will I ever see anyone again? The last three weeks have been so busy wrapping things up at work and at home but it hasn't really set in that I am moving.
After the party I head back to my desk, wrap things up, deliver all my electronics and building pass to my boss. I hug him goodbye and then give him a card and a bottle of wine. Then I left 30 minutes earlier than usual.
I walked to Grand Central, making sure I absorbed New York City one last time and took the train home.