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I have decided to leave. My date of departure is tomorrow. I’m excited. I told Dan about it, he gave me a hug and told me good luck. He also said that he would miss me very much, but that it was a good decision. I agree with him. I’m pretty sure that a few of the more perceptive citizens of Shangri-la realize that something has happened, or is about to. I have had a lot more people lately smiling at me and talking to me in congenial terms. I imagine that it’s similar to when someone is preparing to go on vacation. Everyone else is happy for the person, while a little envious at the same time. I’m excited to get started.