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there's actually a lot i can't say about my evening, a fact of which i'm very mindful. i'll tread carefully. forgive my vagueness. for two and a half of the three years for which i've been involved with a particular voluntary organisation i've performed one of my regular monthly shifts with a particular other volunteer. she is someone i have great respect for, who i get on very well with, and who has done immeasurable things for the benefit of the organisation. because she is moving away, tonight was her last shift not only with me, but for the organisation as a whole. she will be missed by our branch of the organisation. and she will be missed by me. monday evenings will never be the same again. so an evening of mixed emotions. and haribo sour mix. we didn't really get a chance to say fond farewells, for various reasons. but it isn't the end. drinks shall be arranged soon. big ones. if my new shift partner is even one tenth as inspirational, i've been blessed. the end. and. the beginning.
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