I find the countdown pretty meaningless now. The sense of thrill and anticipation has
subsided. I'm not even sure if I look forward to starting work. The "right" thing to do is to make my rounds of farewell around the office, even to those whom I don't really wish to bid farewell to. And that's what N did. Kudos to him. He has good reasons to. If there's a survival skill I haven't acquired, it's faking sincerity.
Damn. I feel tempted to leave the country again.
Can't stop thinking of her. It aches whenever I realize that our paths will diverge in four months' time. It's not even about standing a chance. It's about our positions in life... and realities.
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