And so I pack a bag with all the stuff that's been cluttering up my locker, and the little presents received from workmates. Last of all, I throw my own beloved coffee mug into the bag, hand over my keys to my boss and, after a hug and a choked-up "I'll miss you", I leave The Little Shop of Harmony.
I congratulate myself for all the things I leave behind. That smelly customer who always talks a mile a minute (but who is kind of endearing anyway). Always having to smile and be nice to everyone (but what a feeling when a sad face lights up in return). The knowledge that I will never get a raise or a real promotion (but always know that the money feeds a starving child instead).
The evening is cold and clear and there is a beautiful sunset in the western sky. People are heading home after work or hurrying towards the supermarket and I walk quietly among them with my heavy bag. The cold air speaks of winter but the evening light promises springtime. It's already March and today I'm starting a new life.
A brand new life. There is so much to look forward to.
But right now, I just want to cry.
2 comments:
I like the whole post. the sad parts no less than the joyous.
a post as a surrogate for a life.
and the Lewis quote. I know this shall be long remembered.
Thank you! I love Lewis, he knew all about sadness but that didn't stop him from experiencing joy or looking forward in hope.
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