I tend to want to feel sappy around this time of year, but I also have mixed feelings about leaving my job, feelings of disappointment, relief, anger and disbelief, mostly.
On the bright side, I'll have more free time for a little while. Maybe time to find someone to grow old with, and listen to this song with near a fireplace, trying not to notice winter outside.
This is Neil Young circa 1993, going back to his folkier roots (see: Harvest, from 1973), just when all the grunge bands were idolizing him for his work with distortion - which, ironically, was never better than on this year's Le Noise. This... is Harvest Moon: