On Day 2, I drove to work to pick up a friend for lunch. I realized that my head knows that I no longer work there, but my heart hasn't caught up yet. It's odd being in this split place. Part of me says "I'm on vacation -- woo hoo!" while the other part says "And I'm not going back -- huh." I realize I just need to sit with it for a while and answers -- as well as feelings -- will come. Yesterday I felt nothing about the place itself, but I was glad to see my friend.
Also, I realized that there's another blaugustine out there. Darn. Just goes to prove that there's no such thing as an original thought. eblaug, anyone?
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