It has been really interesting to observe how the decision of leaving can tie you up to that paticular place more strongly. As long as you live there, you really do not belong there. It's only when you leave you begin to relive the traces of the left behind zone. It is like childhood; you dont love it when you are a child. You learn to recognize the innocence after the innocence is lost. Or, It is like Youth-- one can only fully appreciate the beauty and the joys of it when s/he is past it-- a friend of mine told me once. It is, i guess, the eternal condition of human mind....a starange voyeurism towards the lost connections... an uneasy yearning for the irrecoverable past.
I'm being almost boringly nostalgic today because i'm taking a leave for good-- from two places that have played crucial parts in my process of growing up. We are shifting to a new house and im giving up my UIU job.