One thing I have learned over the past 5 years is that Good Byes are rarely the epic moment of no return that we often make them out to be.
Why is this on my mind? As my friends who have just graduated prepare to leave, some going away for travel or visiting family, and others returning home, I again feel as if I start the process of watching my life fragment in front of me. Though I’ve been away from HDK and Göteborg for nearly a year, I still feel very close to my friends here.
So I’m not feeling somber, just a bit heavy when thinking forward a bit too much to seeing friends go and then heading out myself. In the end we’ll always see one another if we really want to. The world isn’t all that big, after all.