Goodbye Sleep Lab
Today was my last day at the sleep lab. Ever! (Unless we move back to Rochester rather quickly, in which case Wil said I would have my job back.) Everyone at work has been so nice to me lately, wishing me luck and whatnot. I wish I could tell them everything I felt about them, but I can't. I can write my feelings like a faucet, but when it comes to speaking, I shut up. I think about things a lot, things I'll say in the future to people, things I'll say to people when just the right moment comes up. This almost never happens. It happens when I am drunk or when someone has just said something meaningful to me. That's about it. Today after I hugged it out with Wil I managed to squeak out that he "is a really funny person" which sounds kinda weird but I know he took it well. I only said that because I felt like he was ripe from the hug. Otherwise I wouldn't have said anything, even though right now I'm starting to tear up because he's a rea...