Three becomes two.

I couldn't help but look down while walking to work that day.

I got there early to clean out the rest of my locker.

This past weekend marked my last day at my city job.

I've known my coworkers for almost five years now and though that job wore me down and depressed me, it still felt like home and I will miss it.

But there's something very fitting about getting laid off at the start of the new year. Letting go of things that weighed me down.

There really was no future there or room to advance. Hopefully when the city recalls us in a year or so, asking if I want my job back, I can tell them no thank you, that I found something much better.

At least I'm still working my two other part-time jobs and now I'll have 20 additional hours each week to draw, catch up on sleep, whatever. Actual days off to do what I like.

Now that I'm down one job I have to make the most of that extra time!