And so, the day finally comes around. The day that I wake up and realize that I am no longer bound by the duties and responsibilities tethered to the post of an Editor. It’s quite funny really, because I had always known this day would come and yet, as it arrives, I’m left feeling quite odd. A strange feeling creeps in. One that I know all too well and one that I, personally, am not too fond of. The feeling of farewell. “Of all the money that e'er I hadI spent it in good company” The Editorial was my home away from home in many ways. It was a safe haven that provided me with a platform to use my…
The Parting Glass
