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i quit my job yesterday.

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i quit my job yesterday.
I quit my job yesterday.
Eight years of living for weekends and a future that never happened was enough.
My life had become a series of routines, from the moment I woke up until I fell back into bed.
Even my breakfasts were predictable, down to the number of blueberries in my oatmeal.
But it was my job at the marketing firm that pushed me over the edge.
It was supposed to be temporary, just to pay off student loans, but somehow, it became my life.
The work was unfulfilling, and I was tired of being underappreciated and overworked.
So, on a whim, I decided to leave.
I packed a bag, left my resignation on the boss's desk, and hit the road without a plan.
For the first time in years, I felt alive.
I drove aimlessly for hours, taking back roads through small towns.
It wasn't about where I was going; it was about getting away from where I'd been.
I didn't even know where I was when I pulled off the road and into the parking lot of a small diner.
A sign on the door said it was closed, but the lights were on.
And I really had to pee.
The bell above the door jangled as I entered, and an old man looked up from behind the counter.
"Sorry, we're closed," he said.
"I'm on a road trip," I answered sheepishly.
I really did have to go to the bathroom, and I'd been driving for hours without a break.
The old man eyed me up and down, and I noticed his name tagā€”Melvinā€”as he finally nodded in resignation.
"Okay, but just this one time."
"Thank you," I said, before scurrying down the hall to the bathroom.
Once done, I came back out to find that Melvin had set out a menu at one of the tables by the window for me.
He nodded toward it before turning his attention back to a newspaper open in front of him.
I debated telling him that I didn't have any money, but he seemed nice, and I was starving.
So, I sat down and picked up the menu.
A few minutes later, he came over with a pot of coffee and poured me a cup before asking what I wanted to eat.
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