Tomorrow I'm giving my notice at the restaurant.
Tomorrow I'm telling my boss that as much as I love the people and have loved the job, I just can't do it anymore. I will tell her it's because I have found another job and someone needs me. While this is true, she will know better. She'll know it's personal. Which is all well and good, because then I don't have to actually say the truth out loud. I don't have to say that I can't look and him and remember the good things. I can't let him make me smile or laugh, or for God's sake, cry. I just can't.
Some may call this behavior ridiculous, immature, weak. On the contrary, really. I can't wait. Getting an early start on my brand new year.
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