...is often exhausting. Lord knows that I'll have a million more people to meet and say goodbye to, but always as the car/train/bus/airplane is peeling away do we suddently slip into the musing mode of sadness. Of realizing that only fate and active will, will one day place us in the same proximity to each other again.
And are messages on screens enough? Is it the same to have continuous line conversations through the latest gadgets as it is to face someone every day?
And sometimes you just don't give a flying eff anymore, that..well, they really get dealt out of your hand.
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