I saw my old boss a little while ago. And she told me the most bittersweet news. She saw you on a weekend, decked out in summer prints and a lawn chair. The two of you talked for at least ten minutes about life and work.
I am happy for my old boss seeing as it took years of working there to befriend you in any fashion. With this, I support you in your settled ways. I will simply inform you that I miss you, and I’m sad we never had a slumber party with movies and popcorn and “would you rather.”
I wish you luck.
Freshly ground cinnamon on top of your apple cider,