I feel like I have been saying goodbye to everyone for ages.
There was saying goodbye to all of my customers and coworkers, a goodbye dinner with some friends, a whole lot of coffee/smoothies/sitting with friends that I won’t see for months, bonding time with my mom masked as shopping expeditions, probably too many late breakfasts at Denny’s with my partner in crime, a phone call with my grandma, a big family dinner last night with my biological family as well as my unofficial cousins, and tomorrow is the big airport goodbye.
Aside from the people that I will miss there are some things that I will miss terribly as well.
You’ve been good to me old sport. Sure you’re a little small, but you’ve gotten me through the last 10+ years like a champ. When I come back and move out, you’ll be staying put in my childhood room. Don’t worry though, I’m sure we will see each other on the occasional weekend. You know I’ll be dreaming about you when I’m curled up on a lumpy hostel mat.
So long six strings
Well Lucas’ guitars, I’m probably going to miss you the most. The music that comes out of you is one of my favorite parts of being at home. It’s going to feel so quiet when I’m in someone else’s home and there is no live music to serve as the soundtrack for my daily life. Try to convince Lucas to upload some recordings so I don’t have to be away from you for too long.
Peace out beautiful kitchen
Oh kitchen. With your array of vegetarian food, your luscious basil plants, your jumbo sized island counter and your Norwegian lefse pan turned quesadilla maker – what am I going to do with out you? I’m going off to the land where vegetarian food comes with ham and vegan chicken probably doesn’t exist. Just know that I will be back for you and we will be reunited with a collaborative feast.
True, the only reason you are in my life is because of Game of Thrones, but that is a vital role nonetheless! With two episodes of the season left, you can bet that I will be missing you while I strategically avoid social media sites that might have spoilers.
Okay, this is a little bit of a parody playing into stereotypical American materialism, but it is also a little serious. I will genuinely miss these because they are the creature comforts I’ve become accustomed to. At the same time I realize that I am going on the adventure of a lifetime and if I complain about anything then I deserve to be sent home, sat down facing the wall in the time out corner and be forced to spend a long time thinking about the concept of gratitude.