Anytime I've come close to, or ended a chapter in my life, I've gotten more emotional about it.
When I left home for AmeriCorps I had a big good-bye with my highschool and work buddies.
When I left the non-profit we worked for during our service, I stood up to say my official goodbye, I out of nowhere, it hit me like a brick I was snotty nosed and teary eyed.
When I left AmeriCorps for home, I bawled like a little baby when I left my team, (and my now g/f).
When I left Philly to Oklahoma to stay with my brother, finally breaking my financial dependence from my father.
When I left my brother in Oklahoma to live in New Orleans...well, I was happy to leave Oklahoma, but sad to leave my brother.
After living here for, well this is the start of the 3rd year, I can't wait to leave this place. I've promised myself, and my g/f, that when my job ends, we're gonna pack up and leave this place.
The job is slowing down, the foremen are encouraging people to take days off because the pace of work is limited. It's beginning to hit me that soon, they're going to hand me my check, shake my hand, and I'll have to live up to the promise I made to myself and my g/f.
I've already begun to sort through the few belongings I have to get rid of anything I don't want, or need, but not with the same urgency I am sure I will once the pay checks stop coming.
This city has worn me out, and I'm ready to head back to what's familiar. But it's been 4 years since I've lived Philly.
I'm not sure anyplace can be familiar after 4 years.
I already know that when I move back, there are things I'm going to miss about this broken city.
I feel like I'm starting all over again. All the roads and places I've learned will be gone. All the connections I've developed through work will be useless.
Just a few weeks ago, actually, they laid off this electrician I had been working with. He was from the same state as I, and we talked a bit. Felt good to connect with someone that had as much disdain for this city as I did. The day they laid him off though, I shook his hand like I would any other person, but I felt that tinge of emotion, like when one of your favorite character makes their final exit in a show or book.
I may never see this person again. If I do, it will be far from here, maybe a long time from now.