Have you ever noticed the people in the ports, stations, and airport waiting rooms? Some are thoughtful, others are wide-eyed and staring at the floor to avoid being exposed. Others are crying with joy and have big smiles on their faces. Others are expressionless; you can't tell at first glance what emotion they're hiding. Others are running to catch up, while others are walking leisurely through the corridors. There, among them all, I have seen the truest embraces, the purest emotions, and the most beautiful words. Ready to leave something, someone, behind. Ready for a new journey or a return.

When you step onto the bus, plane, or train, your mind starts to evaluate things mystically. You are departing and leaving behind individuals with whom you have shared many experiences. You are unsure whether you will reunite, communicate, or be sought out by them in the future. However, you will be able to recognize who deserves to support you, who will remain by your side during difficult times, and who will quickly overlook you. Maybe now is the optimal moment to review the positions held by your individuals. Or maybe you'll come across some openings that you want to occupy.

Now that you are leaving, you will understand who you miss, who you will never forget, and who you will eventually let go. You will go through the process of wondering if your decision to leave was the right one. Your mind will be full of moments you won't be able to relive, your reactions that could have been calmer, more correct, decisions you wouldn't regret, or certainly don't regret. You will think a lot, and you will hurt more, but it all happens for a reason, a very personal reason, our own, sometimes inexplicable at first glance.

Sometimes escape is the only way to get reckoned with, because you have exhausted all other possibilities. These are feelings that are screaming inside you and they have to come out at some point. Now is the time when you will understand a great deal. Who wants you in their lives and who you've taken for granted? But what will become clear when you get on a boat, a train, a bus or a plane is whose arms you want to come back into.

But they are also the ones who go to find their own people. And perhaps in such cases, the reckoning has already been done. And they're the luckier ones if you ask me. They've already gone, they've already seen behavior, they've already drawn their conclusions. And now they turn with their heads held high - or even with their tails between their legs - to the people they know have been there and will be there. I envy them a little.

Oh, those accounts! They have played us so well. But after bitterness comes redemption. Nobody wants to admit that they've come up short, especially when you've invested time and emotion in that person. All I'm saying is, have a good heart and life goes on. The sooner you realize that the easier it will be. And for those of you reading this post on a plane, train, boat, or bus, don't chew. You will find your Ithaca.