Goodbye
It’s that time. I knew it was coming. I’ve known it was coming for a year.
Yet it’s still really hard to say goodbye to the people I’ve come to know and love over the last 12 months. When I was leaving Belfast, it was easy. I knew I was going to see most of those people again, but this time, it’s not so definite. I’m not sure if I’ll ever be back in Reno. I’ll be back in the States for sure, but will I get a chance to hang out with these people again?
There are two people in particular I’m really upset about leaving, and it kills me to think that I might never see them again. The thought of it now is making me sick inside.
Ugh. This sucks. I’m rubbish at goodbyes.
