season of love and of ..... goodbyes.

The spirit is free but the heart is heavy.


Went to the central station just now and it was thronged with people with suitcases, some traveling home to spend Christmas with family, some traveling abroad, I suppose. It's like how they show in movies.

Went back to my room and my neighbour was cleaning up his room, for the last time I suppose, before he leaves.


The air is filled with goodbyes.