Double Quarter Pounder

I'll miss it. Everything. The little things, the big ones. I'll miss the taking off of our shoes so diligently 3 years ago, and now just walking in, leaving our footprints everywhere. I'll miss the talking and laughing, and Teban-ing. I'll miss the frisbee after drama, and the bubble tea after frisbee. I'll miss motivation. I'll miss the trainers. I'll miss the lame jokes. I'll miss the smiles. I'll miss the ramps. I'll miss it all.

But I don't have the time now. I'm scared, if one day when we're back, we'll be strangers. Will it be the same?

"This is all just temporary" someone wise said this, and another wise fella reminded me of this.

I want something in my life to give it some semblance of meaning, it used to be the Tuesdays and Fridays. But that's gone, temporarily. I need to put on hold getting a life now so I can "plan" for the future. Au Revoir!