Profound Contemplation

My closest friend is moving. I sometimes hate that that the world is such a big place. Of late, I seem to be losing a lot of good friends to globalization. Hyderabad's been great, but I seem to have over stayed. I've always been the one to get on the plane. Not anymore. At least not for a few more months. Speculation.
My farewell speeches are never eloquent. I grunt, hug, kiss and say something prosaic like, "Take care." The next time someone leaves, I'll be armed with the following quote:

Until next time, farewell. Avoid roasted cabbage, don't eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." --Angela, Christopher Paolini's Eldest

FYI, Paolini published Eragon when he was 16!