It's Tuesday evening and it's raining outside. It's pitch black and the days are much shorter now. I remember when I sat in a restaurant a few days after midsummer eve, having a superb dinner with a friend, and I brought this matter up. I told him about the depressing fact that the days were from that point onward getting shorter and shorter. His response was more or less a dismissal of such thoughts. But in the end I guess he was right.
Friday is getting closer and closer. I am glad to be having some prior experience of departures of this stature, but I still feel a little funny about it. I try not to expect too much as I am afraid of being disappointed. I wouldn't want that.
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