This one last time

Once again the sun hits my eyes passing through the window and curtains. I open my eyes with a different feeling than usual. It was the feeling of joy and excitement as I was going to do this one last time and never again. I was having my dry toast on my table after a really long time, the chirruping of birds being my morning music. This was very unusual for me. And this marked the changes that I am going to do from now on. Finally, all the holding backs are gone. I am ready to move on and face my obstacle. Why couldn't I do it before? Why can I do it now? Though I couldn't find an answer for them I was happy about my decisions.

I took my bag, put on my jacket, took a look final look at the mirror and closed my door heading to my office...

I said goodbye to my boss after giving the letter to her and closed the door behind her. I walked aiming at the box sitting at my desk and the colleagues gathered next to my desk. I looked at all of them and smiled. They returned the smile to me and soon I left my office building with my box and a happy smile. I headed straight to my home, this time ditching the subway and walking. I could see people giving the 'pity look' here and there which I understood is seeing my box with me. On my way back home, I stopped at the ice cream store and bought a double scoop chocolate ice cream and went to the park nearby. I enjoyed it while the sun was shining at me and looking at the children playing.

I started living here many years ago and this was the first time I was doing all these things. I was having a lot of first times today. "I guess its a good sign," I told myself. When it was close to being noon I went back to my apartment. After slipping into my comfy PJs I started packing again.

In about 5 hours I am almost done with hiding my stuffs inside cardboard boxes. I was getting hungry so have the leftover sandwich in my fridge. I could see mocha was craving some playtime with me as I was literally immersed in packing all day long. With me just opening my hands Mocha stretches his hands and walks slowly towards me giving off a small yet hearable meow. I a whole hour of playing with him and slowly we both fell asleep cuddling each other. The thought of this being one of the last days I will be spending here before leaving brushed my thoughts as I drifted off to sleep. It was a peaceful sleep which I haven't had in a while.