And on the final day of work in 2011
I got preciously little done. Cooked 2 meals at my home. Didn’t say a word to another human being. In 10 days, I’ll move to Vancouver. I’m scared. Nervous. Excited.
And then I realized that sometimes, in the daring attempt to try and do something new, there are so many bridges to cross alone. So, that’s the way it’s gotta be for a while.
