My last day of work ended tonight at 12:00 am. It's so strange, knowing that I don't have a job, by choice obviously. I've worked almost every day for the last 2 and a half years. I was sad though. I love my job, I love my co-workers and managers, and I love the comfort and stability. I was nostalgic most of the night, and I cried when I got off.
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