So yesterday I threw something of a farewell party at lovely Milli Miglia. “A Temporary Farewell” is what I called it. And it is.
It was super nice to see so many dear friends, and just sit down for a few beers and chat. Some of the attendees I hadn’t seen in a long while. Way too long. Which would explain why we broke out the Cuba Libres and said farewell until the bars closed. True bromance.
Still, it does feel strange to say farewell. Makes me realize the situation a bit more. Makes it a bit more real. And with ten days to go, I’m starting to get that tingling sensation.