It's The ...

... people.

And it feels so funny that I'll probably never meet all of them again for the rest of my life.

(okay, save for Mon, Isa and Yang)

Really makes you think about the transience of it all, all these people who pass through your life and before you know it, you're movin' on by. The moment passed, and from then on that person passes into your memory, no longer tangible.

Sure does make me feel small, and part of this huge global universe of moving people. Going places, passing faces.

Where'd this punch of nostalgia come from? Jeez.