It was around 1:30 this afternoon when I flicked the three light switches down and closed the door on Room 275, which was, for the first time in 30 years, empty of my personal possessions.
Of all the keys on the ring that I was about to turn in, my desk key gave me the most pause. That tiny piece of brass had been mine since August 1993, and when I cleaned out the drawers, I removed a few things that had been in there almost as long.
Empty room, empty desk... it really was time for me to go.
Oh, boy. This is weighty. It's for real, I guess. I'm so excited for you and what lies ahead.
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