Martina gave me a hardcover book of Panorama Photos of Frankfurt as a farewell gift. Touched. Sad. Brimming with emotions. Reminded me of the moment when Daniel got me my first and only pair of rock climbing shoes before he left for Australia. Surprised. That moment was nice but painful somehow. I cried hard.
Saying goodbye was never my forte. Well, goodbyes are the beginning of new adventures. I welcome new experiences and i shouldnt see goodbyes in such a negative light.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Time for Farewell
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