On Quitting

Until now, the time you said you were leaving, I didn’t notice that you have become a very big part of my life.


Funny how routine creates and destroys the relations.

The feeling of emptiness, the anticipation of the loneliness to come, crept in as we were talking about the decision throughout the day and I came to know that it’s not to change.

The music playing in the background, the violins and the piano, is making it worse to take in.

Sometimes it makes me sad, though… Andy being gone. I have to remind myself that some birds aren’t meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. But still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they’re gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
Ellis Boyd ‘Red’ Redding from The Shawshank Redemption (1994)

Nothing lasts forever. Why don’t they teach this at school?

Leaves me with a question, though. To maintain a distance from everything or just soak it all in while it lasts?

I’ll miss you, my friend.

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