42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

Searching for the question to the answer of 42.

Turning point

I can pinpoint the exact age, perhaps even the same hour that one becomes cranky and old.
About 1:30 in the morning, when a loud conversation and vapid giggling can be heard, once again, at the hot tub.
I was armed with a long, built-up irritation with the loudness at the pool, especially late at night. And [...]

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Sadness

11 of my colleagues leave Friday.
Today, we say goodbye to them before the tears and final hugs. I really hope I can keep it together.
“For the first time since I was 17, I don’t have to get up and work on Monday morning.”
“I’ve been in this building since I was 19.”
That’s just from two of [...]

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