Last Day of Work at C. Wonder

My dear mom and older sister came to pick me up at work for my last day! I only felt like a 12 year old when I was texting them about when I would get off. Then I said my good-byes to my dear team, walked across the street and realized I work one block from Flatiron. I am definitely not a 12 year old. I may wish so, but I’m not even close.





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