"One day we will die and our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea, but for now we are young, let us lay in the sun and count every beautiful thing we can see." - Jeff Mangum
When I think of the past four years at Hop, I think about my friends. I think about those wild nights when we laughed and cried together. I've moved twice in my life already. Both times I lost friends. I regret losing contact with most of my friends in Iceland. And I know that it's inevitable that I'll lose most if not all of my friends from Hop. I hope that I can learn from my past mistakes and hold onto some of them.