One year ago today was my last shift at Disney.
A manager, whom I thought hated me, pulled me aside about halfway through my register shift and asked me what my favorite thing to do was. I said plush. Ten minutes later, I was switched over to stock. I extended an additional two hours, and closed that night, and that wall never looked better.
Walking down the Utilidors and boarding the bus out at 3 in the morning is still fresh in my mind. It was a weird feeling.
I miss you, Disney.
I miss you, Emporium.
I miss you, co-workers.
I miss you, fairy wings.
I miss you, magic.