A few months ago I thought the feeling would be glorious. Like accomplishing something impossible.\
But now that we're actually this close to graduating, I feel like I'm...
...fading.
When I waved my last goodbye to the old building I spent three months in, I was not able to help but feel empty.
That day, I held in my hand a very successful evaluation sheet that proved how hard I worked during my internship. But the happy feeling inside me, had a shadow of loneliness casted on it. It was the goodbye part that hurt. It was the fact that I was leaving a place that I've been so attached to.
The fear of the future is becoming ever more real.
Now imagine the emptiness I'd feel when I finally leave the people I've spent four years with. Four years worth of memories and experiences that you'll never recall in detail. It's a sad, sad loss.
I'm fading. Not disappearing. I'm fading into the future. And I don't know what things I'll get to keep with me. I wonder what it would be that would fade with me?
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