Last Post from Berlin

Last time I'll walk home from Hackescher Markt.

Last time I'll go to the grocery store to return my empty bottles.

Last time I'll say goodnight to my host family.

Last time I'll have to sit on my suitcase to make everything fit (here's hoping).

Last time I can use the present tense and say "I live in Berlin".

Last time I'll sleep in my bed here.

Last time I'll close the blinds.

Lots of "lasts", but it all comes back to time.  There's simultaneously too much of it and too little.

This may be a time of "lasts" but it's not goodbye forever.  I'll be back, Berlin - you can count on it!