There is a local coffee shop I've grown fond of here. My roomate works there as one of his jobs, so it helps that I get free coffee but...
Either way, their coffee is the best in the area, and everyone that works there is clearly really passionate about what they do, and it shows. They take care of their employees more than most places do, and every time I go into one of their shops I get a warm reception. feminine or masculine presentation, folks there are generally queer and not judging.
Today turned out to be a surprisingly nice day, so I took advantage of it and took a walk to their local shop. It's the last nice day I'm going to see here, and it's nice for it to be like mid 50s-60s and sunny out, as if saying goodbye.
There are places I'm going to miss, but I have an appreciation for the memories and times I've had more than a sense of sorrow.
@Oneironott Your timeline right now reminds me a lot of the last few days before I moved to NYC. For me, it was an overwhelming sense of liminality that really got to me. The joyful anticipation of the beautiful new place I'd be soon, but the weight of memories from the place I was then heavy on my heart. I empathize a lot with what you're saying, and I'm really excited on your behalf =]
