Sitting here in such a large hall, typing this out at the cusp of dawn, I have come to realize that change is the only thing constant in the world.
It was about yesterday only when I was checking the restaurants that offered midnight delivery to my workplace.
“My workplace” – I can say it now, but I know it won’t be the same 4 days henceforth.
There is only so much you can do about the decisions you make in life.
For the difficult choices you make for yourself during perilous times are often the ones that give you life-altering moments.
I look around this perfectly lit place and sigh.
Unlike all my previous night shifts, there is an unusual calm today, and this sinking feel in my heart just won’t go away.
I tell myself: “It’s perfectly normal. It’s okay. Everyone leaves their first job at some point, on some day.”
So what if there won’t be late night pizzas and choco lavas to relish much while bitching about the people I don’t like?
There is a whole new bunch of experiences awaiting me as I am about to enter into a new phase of life.
But before that, let me be on the roller coaster of emotions, and feel all that my heart wants to.
Let me be anxious, let me be nostalgic, let me be afraid of the unknown, but most of all, let me be full of hope.
One last night.
One last time.