eH! Is everything okay?

I've never been in this point of life where everything I look at tells me something, has some memory or the other to it. Where's the good in goodbye? Why is it so difficult to say it out loud? Why does it have to hit me only in the last minute..when I'm packing my bags and ready to leave? What's so overwhelming about this whole goodbye thing!?! Don't I trust myself? Can't I stay in touch? Is this because I failed to keep in touch the last time I said goodbye?! Why am I downloading all the songs with the word goodbye in them now? Don't I know that it would only make things worse? What the hell am I doing even blogging this? Am I making a memory out of the way I'm feeling right now? Guess not! But yeah...I'm jobless now and have 9 hours to kill before I take my train. 9 hours to cherish my final days in Goa. The magical Goa. 9 hours to think about all the things I'll be doing in 10years to bring me back here. 9 hours to think about all the people I'll be missing...9 hours to think about all the hugs yet to be shared...(Yeah the dots are back! Just beat it!)....9 hours to feel things I've never felt before...9 hours to pay my respect to those who taught me and made my stay an intellectual experience...9 hours to have the final cheese maggi with coke float, donut and tea. 9 hours to think about everything that has to go into my book of life, 9 hours to think about the small moments we've had in the silliest places ever. I guess the rambling will go on for the next 9 hours, probably in different mediums (blog is just one.Should stop using it like my journal!) I guess it would be appropriate to say the damned words now...! Goodbye Goa. Love you and will miss you every single day!