Seasons

Funny is the way we go about cherishing things.

When it is in abundance, familiarity ensues and as such, we reside in the wobbly fact that it will always be a part of our lives.

But when it’s going to be taken away from us, we scurry to best solidify our hold upon whatever it is we are to be lacked of.

So ending is one’s internship. And, despite the initial despair of boredom, these final few days has been going by a tad too fast. Yes, one is feeling rather bum that it’s going to end soon and I’d miss the friends there too.

The Lecturer visited the Supervisor today. And from feedbacks, the prospect of working there again is good if one keeps up with the paper chase. Yey!

Timing was the only disgruntle I had about the internship. For the possibility to spend a bit more time with a dear friend who’s leaving soon if one had not this internship, brings about a little bit of ill contempt towards it. But then, that’s being too picky.

Anyhow, sigh, it seems life is again reaching the end of one cycle. Exciting yes, upon what is in store in the next, but these translational periods tend to leave you a bit fragile.

-new playlist loads-