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say hello, wave goodbye - 2003-10-14
As waves of nausea and sadness flood my insides, I get back to thinking of the weekend that was; how much I really do love Waterloo, and my friends, and how much I am going to miss them when I am gone, which is soon, very very soon. Three weeks. It might sound sort of cliched, or maybe even borderline pathetic, but... will people forget about me? I want to enforce that this by no means a plea for (ugh) 'guestbook love'. If anything it is a rhetorical question; my inner monologue is just basically kept on record here sometimes as if by some sort of cranial stenographer. Anyway, it flatters me that you may read this, though it upsets me a little bit if you... you read this and assume my upcoming departure is the genesis of some sort of grandiose 'self discovery', for I have already discovered myself, at least for the short term, anyway. It's more of an opportunity to begin some discovery of the world. But hmm, will you forget me when I'm gone? Have you forgotten me already?
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