An Amygdala
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An Amygdala

The Day After I Quit My Insufferable Job

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After a long time, I woke up that morning and didn’t immediately dread my life. I had a slight hangover. For the last two days, loved ones had celebrated the final week of my job with me.

Tequila was involved.

I slapped my palm across the bed to find my phone. Once I felt the cool rectangular shape, I held it up to check the time. 8:13 AM.

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Rebeca Ansar

Rebeca Ansar

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