Smile

This is the third time I'm leaving a it's-been-a-privilege-working-with-you note on my boss's desk.

It's the same old story. She'll ask me why, and I'll say I'll take a break and am going to do something different.

Twice I've retracted and shredded that note.

This time, I left her office empty-handed, smiling.

Since that day, I've met with a number of pleasant surprises, which came in the form of girls, friends and proposals.

I am still smiling.