Yesterday was my last day at work. I'd been joking for a while that my decision to quit my job wouldn't really sink in until the following morning, when I'd wake up at the same time as usual and realize that I had nowhere to go. That's more or less what happened today, although I still don't think that I've quite come to terms with my new situation. There are times when I feel something like separation anxiety, and other times when the past four years seem like a dream. Occasionally I'll look around at my new life—which, truth be told, looks a lot like my old life—and wonder, Is this all?

Luckily, on Tuesday, I'm going to India for three weeks. Stay tuned for updates.