Break from the frigid bonds that perturb the tranquil equilibrium. Today's the day-putting together our very first product as a result of a batch effort. I know the word 'Farewell' instinctively sounds the alarm for nostalgia, regret and whatnot desperate attempts to chase the past and grab on to the present. Nobody likes to leave; the deeper the memories forged, the harder you fall when it crumbles.
But I choose to believe that a 'farewell' is more of a progression rather than a cessation. You take a pause, make a break, and end up somewhere else; somewhere better, hopefully. You move on from where you last left off, rather than picking up the smithereens of what cannot be recovered. One can only hope to lean forward and yearn for the best, and we will do the same for you too. Despite your immeasurable contributions, nothing can ever sustain for long, at least not forever, save love perhaps. But everything dies and degrades with each passing day, and you can only keep marching on.
When all you got to keep is strong, move along, move along.
Like I know you do.
