All gone
My beloved little space, minus the 40 million knick-knacks, decorative glass tables and, of course, miles of files. Which I thankfully took home before people started laying claim to my furniture while I was still using it. (Seriously, writing your name on my stuff while I’m SITTING ON IT while working at 10 p.m.? Seriously?)
Anyway, I have one last item to pick up and one last photo to take of my view, and it’s like I never occupied office #4005. But I’m sure the laughter, love and lunacy experienced in that little space will be embedded in the walls forever. …