Part Four: Signs?

Well, with three full days to go, I’m sure everyone will have last minute doubts about leaving, leaving nearly everything they know behind for what? That’s something we’ll have to work out along the way. Thinking about the whole situation, tomorrow isn’t just tomorrow anymore, it’s the future, a future of uncertainty, but hopefully for the best.

It’s hard to ignore the hurdles which have occurred while trying to get to where, deep down I guess I want to be, which have all occurred in the past few weeks, from wrong grades, accommodation problems, loan hold-ups, to even the apparent fuel protests in the coming days, which could inevitably lead to problems getting there on Saturday, will it all ever end? I’m not one to believe in fate, as rightly said in an episode of Scrubs, I too agree that every action has a reaction, so in a way, I don’t think they are ‘signs’ in a way, maybe it just shows how to get where you want to be, there will be struggles in between, after all, kites fly highest against the wind.

The goodbye trail continues to grow as well. After going to work for one last time last Saturday, I handed over the keys, and shook hands for a farewell gesture which ended three years of work, all within a few minutes. That night I went out with some of my mates, for what I have accepted could be the last time we are all together at the same time, and it’s only set to continue even more over the next few days, we’ll just have to wait and see what happens…