I opened the drawer to my desk at the MADPAD as I rummaged through looking for my last package of tea I know was in there. Somewhere.
My last pack of my post-lunch caffeine fix. I thought to myself, I need to go buy more. Then the bittersweet thought struck me once again. My term is ending soon so there would be no need to get a new package. Looking at my drawer, I figured it was time to take my things home from the office one by one.
It truly is bittersweet. I’ll be graduating and moving on to bigger things, taking on greater tasks, and holding higher positions. This is only the beginning of my series of job experiences I will have to leave behind. I questioned if it will ever get easier leaving a place and switching to something so routine. However, I realized that the only reason why leaving a workplace would be bittersweet is because it was a good work experience. I’m not sure if that makes leaving any easier, but luckily I still have a little more time to mentally prepare myself.
