Leaving Korlin Group has been a surreal experience. It’s been almost a month since my last day there and I still wake up in the morning expecting ten missed calls and innumerable messages from departmental heads. I look at the clock and feel the urge to call Aron to remind him of his appointments.
Just the other day I caught myself trying to separate the crouton from my plate of Caesar salad. During all the meals that we shared together, every time I ordered Caesar salad, which was a lot of times now that I think of it, he would pick the croutons one by one from my plate and toss them into his mouth. After a while, I developed a habit of setting some of the croutons aside for him to munch on. Apparently, when I left Korlin Group, I forgot to leave the habits behind.
I don’t know what I
