No tears were shed, but mixed feelings were embracing me.

As soon as I walked out of the revolving doors, I knew three years is long enough for a person to be attached to the place.

As I am sitting here writing these lines, I can't help but recall all the memories I had in this place.

Late night working, yes
Stress, oh yes
Multi-tasking, yes
Panicking over pricing and swaps, yes
High dose of coffee, yes

But
Good friends, good feelings when deals are done and dusted, also yes and yes

Life must go on, and so must I.

I might not see this place anymore, but it will always be there... and in my resume