'This is the last time...'

Man... seriously... today was the last day that I closed the cafe. Cleaning, counting the money, checking if everything was in their places for the next day, otherwise Asia would let me have it as soon as i got there.
The funny thing was that when I finished everything, when I close the office door and said: 'That's it everyboby! My last day closing the cafe!', one of my favorite Keane's songs started to play on the radio and the song begins: 'this is the last time...' I had teary eyes, man!
Tomorrow is my last day and we're throwing a party. We had the staff party last Sunday and it was great. I got home about 3am and did a bailinho until I don't know what time. I was supposed to start working on Monday at 11:30am, but of course I WOKE UP at 11:40am. One hour late, but I couldn't care less. What were they gonna do, fire me??
I guess I'm realizing I'm leaving. It's wierd because this has been my home for one and a half year.
That was the last time and tomorrow is the last time I wake up at 4am. I'm opening the shop.