i will miss this place. i will come back, but it will not be the same. the stuff will still be there: the bars, restaurants and fields and stadiums. but the people change; the context and structure of the relationships change. to leave is ultimately a selfish act; And there are traces of guilt. one comfort is that what is will change; it cannot be preserved. it is best just to be enjoyed, and then remembered.
and so to all the people in whom i love so much, i will see them again. it will be different, but it will be enjoyed just as much.
so we move on, and forward, and continue. what's next.
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