Three Days before Departure
Jan 03, 2006
Two days left... a weird sensation; slowly realizing that I won't be around my home town much longer. As the clock strikes twelve, a new year has started. A year where I do not know what will happen or who I will be sharing it with. From the 11th floor of the old post-office building in the center of town I can see the fireworks light up the city. I smile and turn around.