With the last day at the office so comes the last visit to our dosa place, the last drop off of things at the Good Will, and the last visit to town center. At a certain time when the move becomes immentantely near so comes the parade of lasts.
Having moved all my life I am no stranger to this process. What was once stressful or even sad is now becoming more reflective or even peaceful. We will never know when the lasts will truly be the last. All we can do is to taste our foods and savor the moments.