What is it?
Is it sadness?
Is it fear?
Is it relief?
Emigrant Murks is longing to go already. Really?
To stay is not an option. And why to stay? Moving further is always better than staying. To reach somewhere, and then continue going. That is life.
Emigrant Murks does not want to say goodby. It does not feel like leaving. It does not feel like going away. In fact, there is no "place" to go away from. Everything that is important is mobile enough to come along.
Some friends you have not seen anyway for several months although they live in the same town. It is not important to meet in "a place". The idea of a friend is moving along.
Still, it is important to communicate. As well verbally as physically. To have people around to want to communicate with. Are they there too? Or is there just snow and trees and stones? And responsibilities to take care of other people, pets and things.
What is it then?