Finally the end, of work for this year. I have now two weeks of vacation time, and then return to work. Not that it hasn't been a great year, working with great people, managing to accomplish much that didn't seem possible in the beginning. But it all came together somehow. I feel reasonably happy today. A bit sad also, perhaps, but mostly happy.
(Posting title is from the poem A Song On the End of the World by Czeslaw Milosz translated by Anthony Milosz.)
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