I still have a weekend before I go, but it will mostly be spent running around doing those last minute things that must be done before I leave the area Monday morning. Anyone in the
Finding a picture of "zero" was not especially successful, so I found a picture to represent my feelings about this being my last official day in DC instead. This particular photo was one of the first Google image results when I typed in the word "freedom." For three years I've felt tied down to a desk, to a phone, to two jobs I've abhorred. Finally, I'm moving on to something I want to do, something I want to be tied down to. It's a glorious feeling; blessed even.
This weekend is going to be tortuous. For the past week, I've wanted nothing more than to simply pack up my car and get moving. Unfortunately, I have to wait until