Of Being Left Behind.

For this, I hate hellos as much as I hate good byes. After the first meeting, the first introduction, the first talk-for-hours-on-end, I wait. I wait until I get left behind and then even if I've prepared myself for that, it still hits hard.

At least when you get left behind, you see the one leaving on a better perspective... you have a better view.

It is at this time that you can say to yourself, "Smile. You are free."

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