Today is my last day at work. And this is probably my last article. I know I want to blog on, but i wont have an internet connection where i'm going. Which means i have no idea of when i will be back on JU.
Man, it's getting harder and harder as the hours go by.
I've spent two years of my life here, and they were filled with first timers, lots of joy but also lots of pain.
It wasnt my dream job being an isurance sales agent. But i've learnt alot, and i'm not spitting on it. I've made some awesome friends out of my workmates and I'll miss them all.
I'm feeling so blue, i really apprehend leaving on Sunday. The ride to the airport, the walk to the plane while waving a last goodbye to Darren, the taking off and a last gaze to my island home...
There it goes this ball of pain rising in my throat. Again. These tears stinging my eyes. Again.
It's a choice i've made and there's no turning back. The clock is ticking and i feel like an inmate waiting for his sentence. Death.
I wish it wouldnt be so difficult...
