the sweet sorrow of parting

last night i decided to part with one of my most treasured possessions. the thought has never ever crossed my mind that it would ever leave my more-or-less immediate sight. however, in a moment of conversation last night, i looked up and realized that it was time to say good-bye. now, it is carefully wrapped in translucent violet and fighting its way through groping machinery along with the other white envelopes in the postal office. i hope it makes it to its destination safely and the bearer will appreciate the melancholiness of it all...