The darkest hour of the night is before dawn are 3 and should be in bed already for some time.
Tomorrow morning will prepare the last things, and promise you'll close the suitcase with my grandparents to call them often. The plane will depart at 13.20 and after a couple of hours I'll be back in London, in what I used to consider my hometown. Shall find Christ and then begin to work and face it with a smile my new life.
But tonight I'm not smiling at all. Indeed.
Already greeted all his friends, someone I have embraced and some are not even able to wade in the eye. Someone got out (for good reason!, D) ... but perhaps it was better that way, good-byes make us cry.
It hurts to go away thinking, leave everything to which we are fond of hurting many people. In these moments I wonder if I made the right choice and if it is really what I want or whether I'm making a mistake.
E 'was a special year because I received an unexpected gift that I seem to throw away. Here
this post takes a turn for the worse if I go on so I'll stop here.
Only thanks to everyone e. .. see you soon guys, I miss you.