Zona

It hit me like a warm wave

I am finished here. People seem to be fading away. They're becoming strangers. It's a mental process of seperation. I have pounded it out for five years here now with damn little recognition. I don't do it for the recognition. I do it because that's what I do. That's how I do it. The nonrecognition just makes them liars when they talk about professionalism and mission statements.

Now I am finished. I owe them nothing more.

I'm just waiting it out until the next assignment.

Autopilot.

Starting today.