And almost started crying. Because this is the last week day morning I am roommates with my best friend. A whole year has gone by. The time has finally come that so many people warned me about - not to rush through it because once it is gone, it will never come back. And now it's gone. All that will be left will be stories of "when we lived together..." ...me turning lights off, spilled coffee on kitchen counters, lost keys, me always being late for work because we chat every morning while drinking coffee, making breakfasts and dinners together, getting annoyed about each others mess around the house... And this is it.