He decided to quit at the end of September. Many people told him they were sad to hear of him leaving. But he'd made his mind up and it would take a hell of a lot to change it.
He started counting the days. A replacement for him came. Someone else new to teach. There was no way he could explain everything - so many small details that came naturally to him. How could he pass on all he'd learnt in his time in just a few weeks.

He'd discussed his situation with his friend. He told him how he felt incredibly worn out and just didn't feel anything for the work anymore.
He bought his ticket - the flight was for the middle of October. He was, and wasn't, looking forward to leaving but maybe it was time to try something different. His ticket was safely stored and he tried to forget about it. He didn't want to make it such a big deal that he was leaving.