It’s finally caught up to me, the remaining 13 days of the semester have cast something over me. Unfortunately I cannot help but think I’m not ready for this year to end. I think I have accepted the idea that I would be okay slaving away in the library as long as I have them all still here. When they move back my 3rd year at University won’t be the same. Every year my local friends go back home and it’s nice when they come back, we drink, we’re happy to see each other again but this is because they’re in the same city, province, country, goddamn even some in the same continent. My friends from EU however, are different.
We’re separated by what I use to think was so trivial but it is something I have realized is what has been holding me back from being who I want to be. I wish I could relinquish all responsibility so I could go live with them, I would give anything if I could see them again, all of them.
It hit me last night while I was sitting the possibility that I’ll never see them again. WE cannot even correlate a proper time so we can all meet on the internet. It’s so hard to imagine that I’ve given these friendships everything i could and they are great and still so strong but they’re about to be tested.
I love you all and I won’t ever forget any of you.
M,C. A,H. A,M. E,T. E,L. K,P. A,H. P,C. C,S. K,S. T,W. J,D.