still, letting go is hard for me. i especially don't like goodbyes.
a year ago i found myself standing on the escalator, turning for the last look behind and seeing a weak wave behind the glass doors of the security check.
i remember waving back.
and then i remember being back to finland again.

this is how the sunrise looked that morning, somewhere above iceland.
the light changed so fast.
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don't be mean.