… until I leave this country that I have come to love.
This country and culture that is oddly somewhat normal to me now.
It doesn’t seem real, feels like pretend.
The past several days have been full of goodbyes. I hate them. Somehow there aren’t adequate words to depart from a friend turned family member whom I might never see again.
I feel numb towards it all. I’m not sure what else I can say and so I will leave you with a handful of ‘good-bye’ pictures:
Hopefully these photos can describe what i’m at a loss for words to say. (A picture says a thousand of them right?)
There are so many more stories to tell. Please continue to read as I will be telling many more of them in the days to come.