The mile that you were here with me

I am coping with leavings again these two days; one is the boss that hiring me to the current department in the company while one is the buddy that going through the summer enrollment training camp with me last year and working with me closely in the same project. I am no longer in the extreme mode, whereby I could cry for one full day. However, it doesn't indicate that their existences are meaningless to me. I am trying not to emphasis on their departure, but pinning higher hope of meeting them again next time.

Suddenly, I recalled of a sms that I received not too long ago, "The mile: People come into our lives and walk with us a mile, and then because of circumstances, they only stay a while. They serve a need within the days that move so quickly by, and then are gone beyond our reach and we often wonder why. Only God knows the reason that we meet and share a smile, why people come into our lives and walk with us a mile."

the good looking man in blue long sleeves: the boss that decided to hire me

Wai Weng's final picture in office with me

Lastly, the weather had not been a good helper in reducing the unspoken sorrow. I wish for a bright sunny sky to lighten up my mood, but it had been raining consecutively for the two evenings. As it was raining during the time that both Wai Weng and I were leaving the office, I rode in Wai Weng's car today to detour in the company before he finally sent me to the parking lot to get my car. It might sounded like the last goodbye, but I am thinking to call him up tomorrow to give him the ticket to the open concert in Queensbay. Ha, it sounded like a good idea for advertisement. :-D