and it's not like everything's stopped just waiting for the big one (92 days and 4 hours to go!) In 2 hours, I shall again be shouldering the backpack and heading out.
It's been a long time, and I missed this feeling.
Leaving straight from office is cool. There's none of the wild tension that comes when you realize you have to crap, bathe, finish packing, find auto, reach the station, and buy snacks in 14 minutes, and you're constipated, cold, bone-tired with sleep deprivation and nicotine, you can't find your keys, clothes, camera, the bag won't close, and the shops won't open.
This... is relaxed. I like. I do more.