Detach.

16 more days as the fading process continues. It really doesn't bother me too much...the fading that is. I think it's something that people just learn to accept. I'm surprised, actually, at how "OK" i am with letting go and moving on. Maybe because it's just my time. You just wonder if, when you leave, someone will bring you up every once in a while. You wonder if you made enough impact to put a smile on someone's face when they are reminded of you. You wonder if what you've done has changed someone's life, even just a little. This could all be true, but the fact of the matter is that life goes on...WITH or WITHOUT you. I've learned this...and so I think I'm learning how to detach too.

“… detachment doesn’t mean you don’t let the experience *penetrate* you. On the contrary, you let it penetrate you *fully*. That’s how you are able to leave it."

I think I've done that. If I stayed is there more I'd like to do? Yes. Is there more that I could accomplish. Yes. Are there people I could get to know better? Definitely. But, at the same time, I think I'll be able to leave satisfied, knowing that I've let the things that I have been able to experience penetrate me...move me. And I'm now I'm ready for more...



P.S. I just re-read it and this was a weird, semi-emo, but not really post. Seems like it's my goodbye post or something...haha. But not yeeet!