Ever since Sunday evening, this has been on my mind. It's nothing bad, it's actually positive this time.

So here I was, walking all the way to Maple Commuter Lot from FSC Graduation, and the walk back was something I didn't expect. It was...calm.

No noise, no music in my ears (left the iPod at home), no distractions. Just me and my thoughts as the only company as I walked about 2 miles to my car in the parking lot.

This time around, the thoughts weren't the usual miserable "what am I gonna do?" type. It was more of a calm reflection of memories embedded with college life. Seeing your friends graduate is one of those thing I would expect to be somewhat saddened by, but to my surprise...not so.

I was actually happy that I got to see a lot of close people one last time, instead of saddened that I got to see a lot of close people one last time. See the common denominator here? "I got to see a lot of close people one last time."

Finality. That's the feeling I have right now. Not a reluctant variety of it, more like an accepting version.Something I never knew I needed, until it hit me.

So the point I'm trying to make is that, in a way, Sunday was closure. The end of a chapter of my life that begun with the best ambitions, and came to an abrupt halt in the worst manner...only to come back and conclude itself.


It was the reality that I needed to see, the fact that everything I knew was changing before my eyes, and that it was over. Nothing more to say.

No more loose ends, no more longing, no more missing people. Nothing left.

Song of the moment: The Last Thing on My Mind - Tiny Cinema