The realization that the month of August will soon be coming to an end has dawned on me.
I will be leaving Saint John.
Most likely, for good.
And the feeling that in envokes in me? I think the below GIF best illustrates it:
I won't lie. I'm not exactly sad. I have had both good and bad memories here. It was a place that I wasn't exactly expecting and living here definitly taught me some hard lessons on friendships and people in general. I definitely became my own best friend and learned to enjoy my own company. While most of my years here haven't been entirely unpleasant, I am without a doubt thrilled that I will be moving to an actual city, one that I actually like. But I will admit that I have a lot to thank Saint John for. I'm not going to miss it like how I miss the life I had in Dubai but it was a good starter city that definitely shaped and helped me learn a lot about myself.
Having said that, I probably will not return to live in Saint John ever again. Thanks for the memories though! (I will occasionally come back every few weeks to see the familia though so you're not rid of me and me of you yet!)
“You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.”
— Azar Nafisi