I said goodbye to Freiburg.
It was rough, and there were a lot of ugly tears.
Those last weeks building up to that last day were annoyingly perfect.
Maybe because I knew I would miss the months that make every day feel like a holiday.
It's nice to know that place feels so much like home.
And even better, it's only a temporary goodbye.
I don't want to imagine the day when we say farewell for good.
At least not yet.
