School's out

I hate packing - okay I haven't even started yet.  This time of the year really saddens me, you know, just how my whole life can fit in a box :(. This year is particularly strange, school's officially out - atleast for a while.
I'm saying goodbye to familiar faces, the Monikas, Sydneys, Katlegos and the very many I've come to love deeply. At the moment there's no definite idea of where I'll be in 2016, but I'm trusting God.
You know how emo I am. I can hear the silence. I see the people leaving, and even though I never knew many personally, I  do note their departure. I had so gotten used to their familiar stranger faces that the idea of not seeing them anymore seems kinda sad.. I wish them well. We were a community of strangers, us. Strangers going about their business.
I am a memory and scent person. I hold on to the feelings and scent associated with a memory, and seeing these, my fellow strangers, going, arouses memories about our short times together, and how in some strange way, they contributed to my experience.
I bid them well.