You would think that after nearly six years of living apart from the family would prepare you well enough not to get all teary eyed at farewells.
Yet somehow every single time it happens you can't help but feel a tinge of gloom settling in.
Irrespective of how independent you think you are, you can't help but notice
-At the end of it, it's just you who is going to take that long lonely walk back home.
