Today is my last day at my job.
That there's the desk I've sat in for almost five years. Five years of my life. Probably the most eventful five years I've had so far. A roller coaster marriage, birth of my daughter, divorce, new job, papers published, moved 3 times. At the beginning of that 5 year period I was 26, mooching off my sister. I'm 31 now and I'm a man. I pay my own bills, I support my daughter, I stand on my own feet (mostly).
Goodbye DS 1st edition. Your 1st hinge was too weak to withstand being dropped from the roof of my car. Your second hinge was too weak to withstand a 7 year old's inquisitiveness. Goodbye PC #4, I bought you from Dell and sold you for 250 dollars. Goodbye PC #5, you became too outmoded and not worth the effort to upgrade. Goodbye Dreamcast. Goodbye Gamecube. I sold you after move #1 as I realized I had too much stuff and needed to whittle down my possessions. Goodbye Wii #1, you had an electrical short and were unable to be revived.
Finally, goodbye HP G61. You've served me well. As I prepare to shut you down today probably for the last time unless I get an email stating that some data off your hard drive is needed, I reflect. In the beginning of my marriage you were the laptop my wife would use to play L4D and then L4D2 with me. You had League of Legends installed on you so that we could play. DOTA 2 didn't work so well, but was workable. I whiled away some hours when my boss was on vacation, playing Minecraft, or Terraria. Just recently I used VNC while I wrote my last manuscript to get through the intro of FF14 on my home computer.
And work. You ran Adobe Illustrator adequately. Photoshop worked. You never broke. You never took a day off even though I haven't hit that Power button since the day I turned you on. You threw two power cords, but, beside a broken 'C' key around year 2 and some weird stickers on your keys when I thought Dvorak keyboard was going to be the wave of the future, you're no worse for wear. Countless millions of words were spelled out on your keys - the grimy letters a testament to this fact. You've survived 2 OS'es although I wish I had never installed Win 8 on you. I'm sorry. Forgive me please.
And so, with these words, I finish the last post I'll ever write on you. Here's to the future. Here's to endings and new beginnings. Here's to the unknown.
Goodnight sweet prince.