run mad but do not faint

Sunday, July 5, 2015

2:12 a.m.


Staring at my Word cursor.
Human Resources.
End of a chapter.
Leaving my first adult job.
How to compose a resignation letter?
One to my boss--one to HR?
Empty my locker.
Have to get my stethoscope back.
Have to return my keys.

Must complete before Monday.

I'm terrified.
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