The day I never wanted to happen had finally come. The day I leave Montereal for my hometown. The day I leave this life-threatening but beautiful city and it's people.
I was currently in my room, packing up the last of my luggages. I zipped up my trunks before collapsing onto my bed. My soft and very comfortable bed. A couple of laughs were made here. A couple of tears too.
'I'll miss your comforting touch.' Yesterday was quite emotional. Laughs were shared, sad smiles and a little crying with the girls.
I didn't want to admit it, but I'm going to miss them. I don't know how I would have survived this city without the three of them. Their quirkiness and their amazing way of lifting people's spirits was what helped me be more free.
Speaking about helping to loosen up, I should also give thanks to Carl. Sweet, crazy and funny. He was sort of my comic relief.
