- Jan 2, 2006
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I just came home from our last cookout with my college friends for a long time to come. Even though we all knew I have to start driving out to Phoenix tomorrow at 8AM, we tried to postpone it as much as possible. But finally it just got too late and I had to go. In the past I've had to leave my high school friends, then my college friends when I transfered schools, my international friends after a summer trip, and now this. And I dread the day when my parents will leave me. This feeling just sucks, and I thought that I already had a good amount of experience with parting, but dang, it's still not easy. Does it ever get any better? Do you ever get to the point where you just become supremely pragmatic and realistic about parting, and have none of this emotional wishy washy stuff? Have you gotten to the point where you truly live life feeling that nothing is permanent? Uggg... I won't ever regret leaving the physical place (Ohio), but leaving the people sure tugs at the heartstrings. It's funny how I just always become so complacent with this artificial sense of permanence in daily life, and then reality always seems to slap me in the face at the end.