55.
Matthew, and then Rawk Hawk... It would happen with my favourite students. All the students go eventually, but...
Hmm.
I've been thinking too much lately. Too much about silly, petty things. Too much about why I don't want to get attached to people, too much about what happens when I do, and then this starts to happen for real. Perhaps they all have the right idea in leaving. I've given it thought many a time myself. But if I left, where would I go? Back to Viridian? On to New York or London? I wonder. I think it is my lack of elsewhere to be that keeps me here for the most part. The comfort of familiarity; even with the ever-changing faces, the old building remains the same with me. I am the ghost lingering in the hallways, unable to move on.
...I rather like that metaphor. Not so much what it stands for, but I should save it for use in some literature at some point.
This room smells so much like him. When he's gone too, perhaps I'll relocate here.
Hmm.
I've been thinking too much lately. Too much about silly, petty things. Too much about why I don't want to get attached to people, too much about what happens when I do, and then this starts to happen for real. Perhaps they all have the right idea in leaving. I've given it thought many a time myself. But if I left, where would I go? Back to Viridian? On to New York or London? I wonder. I think it is my lack of elsewhere to be that keeps me here for the most part. The comfort of familiarity; even with the ever-changing faces, the old building remains the same with me. I am the ghost lingering in the hallways, unable to move on.
...I rather like that metaphor. Not so much what it stands for, but I should save it for use in some literature at some point.
This room smells so much like him. When he's gone too, perhaps I'll relocate here.