(06.19.09)
i come to work everyday, sitting on the same cubicle straight out of college.
it was at the center of everything, just as i liked it – right at the middle of office chitchat and just ‘round the corner for afternoon snacks.
and now, it's pretty amazing to think that everything that makes my cube what it is can be contained in just a few boxes – memorabilia, office supplies, trinkets, and those little things. all my accumulated stuff in what seems like so many years can just be dumped in just so few containers.
and yet, by the end of the day, there was no goodbye ceremonies nor there was any ritual. i was pretty much excited to be in my new cubicle in our new building and too tired and sore from the packing to feel sentimental.
and so, for the last time, just like any other day, i walked out of the cubicle I’ve been working for the past 4+ years.
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