Six Weeks Has Flown By

To think that today is my last day in school. Hard to believe that waking up in the mornings from here on out, I won't walk to my window and open it to the view of the street below, an image I have become so used to. Trying to imagine that tomorrow I will not be waiting outside for my driver to pick me up, I wont be driving to school with my friends, watching out of the rainy windows as we drive by the street vendors, the four-member-family on a motorcycle, and that beautiful red temple and the base of the hill. Trying to wrap my head around the fact that this is the last time I will be sitting with my friends in this computer lab, taking twenty minutes to log onto these huge old computers. Waiting as the rain drizzles out the window and all the little students on their lunch break wave at us. Really hard to look at all these faces and think that this may be the last smile we ever get. Tough day of saying goodbye to our routines that have come so normal. It's like we're leaving again but this time there's no promise that we'll be back in just six weeks.
Our school is constructed out of an old train, so I've forced myself to think of all these goodbyes as a train stop. We are leaving the station once again, headed to new places and headed to meet different faces. The things we learn along the way are going to help us and the people we encounter will always be with us. Whether these people we meet are physically with us ever again, they will forever have an impact on our lives. Everyone crosses paths with us for a reason, but that doesn't make it any easier when it comes to saying goodbye to these beautiful souls. So now we're off, leaving platform nine and three quarters (Nina K. quote), and headed onto our next big adventure.