It’s 5 in the morning and I’m still awake. I guess I got over the hump of tiredness from being at Club Rochester’s going away party for much longer than I expected.
On the drive home, I did a lot of thinking. Honestly, it still hasn’t hit me that a lot of my friends, including my mentor, are actually leaving LA. I thought that it wouldn’t be so weird considering that it was similar to when the fourth years graduated in the Spring, but at least then I knew they would still be around.
I don’t know. I talked to my mentor about how he’s been feeling and he’s pretty sad about leaving too. Near the end, when most everyone had left, he called me over to the couch and we took a mentor/mentee picture. Melancholy to the max. I mean, how do you deal with that? How do you deal with leaving a place you’ve spent 4+ years in? How do you leave the people you’ve made strong relationships and memories with?
Then again, you never truly leave.
Barbara and I were talking about moving on in another context at the party and how sometimes, even if you take off that band-aid, there is still that scar. Even if you finally get to the point where you fall out of love with a person, there will always be that remnant left behind. What stage am I in?
Moving on can be such a difficult thing to do, but that’s how we grow, right? That’s how we learn and that’s how we are able to do better next time.
Time is so limited in this world. There are some things that I don’t have the time to waste on anymore, but at the same time, there are things that there is not enough time to deal with.
Part of the challenge is figuring out what’s worth it and spending time with people who know you are worth their time as well.