Will I be missed?

I did my best to take in all that I could today. The pictures, the texture of the walls, the views from each window, the smell, the voices slightly overpowering the music. These things I never want to forget. What will I miss the most? What will miss me the most? Who's going take my place in serving my regulars? Who will have to memorize their orders and prepare things exactly how they love and expect them...? Whoever it is, I'm jealous of already. I'm only afraid to leave, because I'm afraid I'll forget. I walked the same halls since I was 16. My life has been a routine since then. I love change, but I'm deathly afraid of the relationships that will be lost due to my absence. Never thought I'd be emotional about leaving such a place that drains me both physically and emotionally. Aside from all the negative stories I may have told you, my journey was well appreciated.