There are things happening in my friends’ lives that make me both very happy and a bit sad. I am happy for every good thing that happens to them, for every dream come true, but when that dream is moving away to a different country I can’t help but feel a bit sad. Don’t get me wrong, I’d move somewhere else tomorrow if I had the chance, but I guess it’s more difficult for the ones you leave behind. Martha is away and we still have a very special relationship and I’m sure that I’m going to keep in touch with A. (the good part is that she’s moving to a town 17 km away from where Martha’s studying!) but I will miss our daily harmless bickering, her being there to support me when I feel down, standing up for myself and all the other lovely things she has done for me in the last year since we became closer. Now I will have one more good reason to visit Germany but my days here and at work will be less colourful. I just hope she’ll be as happy there as I want her to be.