i hate farewells. not because i cry, no, i usually don't do that. but i hate the way i and people i'm telling farewell to, how we keep pretending that nothing bad or challenging is going to happen. going away is always a challenge. whether you're challenging your relationships or your own mental toughness, it's hard stuff to do. so i hate how we usually pretend, that nothing like farewell is going to take place. instead we're still talking about our daily plans and unimportant things that are going to take place, like going to a new cafe or watching that movie the critics praised in the last week's newspaper. i hate farewells, because in the end i never get to the most important, the crucial point - that i'm going to think about this person, i'm going to replay our conversations in my mind over and over just to make myself feeling ridiculous and to keep wondering what better phrases i could have used. what different, more meaningful words i should have used. because i never get to the point how much this person means to me. sometimes it's a whole life, sometimes it's just an example. but still, every person i've ever met has made an impression on me. and so i keep hating farewells, because who in the big old world wants to say goodbye to someone who has made a change in your life.