I never really cry when saying goodbye. I just can't make myself.
So as you'd probably already assumed, I didn't cry when saying goodbye to my parents. I kind of hugged mum longer than I hugged dad even though I know that she's more strict than Dad.
I remember feeling her straight blonde hair. Her icy blue eyes suddenly seemed innocent for the first time.
When I was sat back home after about 3 hours of taking a taxi back home, I rang them and they said that they were boarding the plane and they were unable to talk to me.
I got up and made myself a coffee cup and sat in front of the TV. I watched an Anime series but got bored with all the screaming and just went back in the kitchen to get another snack. I never really have proper food, because I just eat snacks to fill me up. So technically I just eat when I feel like it.
I spent most of the evening, waiting for something good to come up on TV but nothing really did. Somehow I called mum and dad several times but both didn't answer. After trying I just said to myself "They probably want to enjoy their journey without... You."
Thinking that made me sleepy and I just went straight to bed.
I dreamt of a weird thing as if some bad news was going to be told but ...
I didn't care.