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I had the weirdest feeling yesterday.

Excited (very excited in fact), jumping for joy and relieved, yet nervous, sad, unsure how to act or what to expect as I take each step toward the meeting place. Why? Rightfully, I should just feel the positive stuff, since it's been quite awhile since I saw you. The actual feeling however, was mixed with dispirit and question marks.

You are leaving. For good. Not just for the actual meaning of the phrase, i.e for a long time, but for something better. Certainly, the future out there is bright, and you have someone waiting for you in the UK, but I just hated to see you go, and not knowing if we will ever cross paths again. It does tear my heart apart when we have to wave goodbye, I mean you Are a dear friend. But yup, that is what you have to do.

Dinner did relieve me to some point. We chatted and laughed, almost like we used to. I just couldn't help but think that with every word we've spoken, we were taking a step away from each other.

And thank you, those wonderful whatever-your-names-are who invented MSN, email and IDD. You people are so going to heaven.
So yes, it is a painful goodbye, but it is also the beginning of your real life. Take care always and do remember me and some memories we shared.

And for the record, I’ll never fly Emirates. Cos that's what's taking you back.