I have one day left in NY before I take off for my four-month job in Central Florida. I know that I should feel excited about nabbing a job I've always wanted and I had a wonderful going-away party in my backyard last night with tons of school friends congratulating me on making good life decisions, but I'm currently feeling only very sad, lonely, and heavy-footed. I've historically enjoyed putting myself in new and uncomfortable situations, but as I age I must be losing some of my taste for adventure.
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