All good things come to an end

The past 3 months had been good.
Worked with many different types of people but the longest was with them.

It was more of an experience gained from the different tests/surgeries that I was exposed to than to call it a real job in the working society for me.

3 months before I started on this job, I had Raven with me still.
3 months later, He’s gone.

I am going to spend the next 3 months at home (before school starts) with Roven.
Baby, I wish Roven was you.

“a class of it’s own.“