#82: bitter-sweet

'Tis that time of the year: graduation, celebrations, congratulations. I watch my friends revel in their accomplishment. They've all worked so long and so hard for it. In two days from now, they'll don their hoods and gowns and be formally recognised. I'm celebrating in their joy.

But it's also the moment of valediction; soon they'll fly away. Every year there are some who mean a lot. And more so this year. Some that I had grown most fond of, are heading out the farthest. I'll miss them. Will we remain close despite the distance ... I don't know. I certainly hope so; I heard that the world had shrunk!