Goodbye

I am leaving tonight for Europe and then god knows where after. The idea T and I have right now is to move to Africa. T just received his posting and it looks like we are going to Ghana. Exciting!

You may have heard me say how I am slowly and surely developing a distaste for goodbyes. I am. It has been a series of hellos and goodbyes lately and hasn't been that much fun. In fact, it is veru difficult. I am getting anxious as I slowly count down the hours and minutes till this body gets on that plane. I feel like my heart is palpitating out of control. Well, almost. I know I am exaggerating. I think we all do more than we know or care to admit. Of course I am not leaving forever, now that would be an exaggeration BUT it is still 'goodbye' for now. No matter how we choose to say it or see it, it is a goodbye. And it is not easy.

I get these feelings each time I am about to go and even after so many times, I have never gotten used to it. I think I shouldn't. Goodbyes are not supposed to be fun, thus one shouldn't make a ceremony out of it.. or should we? I am visibly confused now. As usual, when in doubt, I went out and got myself a haircut. I've always wanted straight bangs.fringe.