Something is about to happen.

In 3 weeks I get on a plane to learn, learn myself, and lose myself.

Whilst I'm doing that, my close-knit group of girlfriends will go off and do the same.

Our paths may cross for brief interludes, but in general it will signal the end, for some time, of friendship and comfort as we know it.

So for the moment I'm trying to keep them as close to me as I can.
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