Chris texted me three hours later.
"I'm home. I made it. I already miss you," he wrote.
Ahhh… I said to myself, please don't do this to me.
The house was silent and empty.
His laughter was gone.
And I was alone.
You're just a guest, Chris—one who comes and goes.
I must have fallen asleep.
When I woke up, it was already dark outside.
Now, I thought, I'll wander the house all night like a vampire, wide-eyed and restless.
This lack of sleep is going to affect my work performance too.
And I love sleep.
But once I have a child, there will be nights when I only get two hours of sleep over three days.
Whatever you love most, that's what life tests you with.
One way or another, we're in a world full of exams.
Monday morning, half-asleep, I stopped by a café on the way to work and grabbed a coffee.
Monday passed. Tuesday too.
Felix hadn't texted.
In the end, I messaged him:
"Hey, are you alive?"
He replied right away:
"Sorry, I've been off the grid. Had stuff to do at the house. No time."
And I thought, Sure, uh-huh... if you say so, dear Yuli.
That's Felix.
Always giving off that vibe: this is just the kind of man I am.
Thursday night he asked if he could come over, if I was free.
I said no.
I didn't want to see anyone for a while.
Chris… he'll always show up just to mess with my head and then leave.
And I'll be stuck in the aftermath of a half-dead, dragging relationship.
He'll leave his poison, and I'll be the one trying to flush it out for days.
Then things will return to normal…
Only for the cycle to repeat again.
Lately, I've been feeling it—
The universe is sending me signs that I need to change jobs.
I need to move to a better company, a bigger one, more corporate.
There's this quiet urge building inside me to get away from here.
Now and then, the resignation fairies whisper in my ear.
It used to be so easy to quit when I was younger.
Supportive family, youth-friendly job market…
Now I'm 40, and because I still haven't found solid ground,
I hesitate.
But in the past?
I had four dramatic, snap resignations—and people still talk about them.
Now?
I'm secretly job hunting in the background.
In September, I got into a minor argument with my boss.
Nothing that would usually warrant a resignation.
But I snapped and said, "I quit."
He got angry and said, "Fine."
I didn't see anyone that day. I worked in silence.
The next morning, he came to me and said,
"Let's raise your salary. Don't leave."
I said, "I'm sorry. I make decisions once, and I stick to them. Start looking for someone new. I'm leaving in fifteen days."
They hired someone.
A woman.
A little naive, honestly.
Four years older than me.
I spent a week training her. I had already found a job at another company.
And just like that, my time at this place was coming to an end.
But guess what?
It's now 2025.
And that naïve woman?
She's still in my life.
Hehehe...
A whole new character entered my world—
A slightly depressed soul,
Always comparing her life to others',
And now?
She's become part of mine too.