Goodbye

Goodbye. Especially to you, friends leaving Japan. I will miss you more than you know. It's just a dream, it seems so unreal, how can time have flown by so quickly? And yet it was an eternity. I don't feel sad, oddly numb... now slightly alarmed at my eyes, swelling and blurry and the deep shuddering breaths. My nose is starting to run. What can this be? How strange and annoying that I can't control my own body. But I have seen this reaction before in people that have been stung by bees. It has got to be an allergy. Clearly, I am allergic to goodbye. When I hear it, I become weary and the slightest touch of it makes me shudder. The smell of it is a pungent onion that assaults my eyes and nose and the taste of it is poison to my thoughts. It boldly infiltrates my defenses and sets a rebellion against my emotional authority. If I happen to come in contact with goodbye, I must immediately take a dose of anti-inflammatory medicine so that I can quickly control the effect. What is this medicine exactly? I will tell you a secret I learned long ago: the only medicine that works with goodbye is hello.