The season of goodbyes has begun. People say goodbye or are said goodbye to. Stages end because nothing lasts forever. We are creatures of habit, but some people need to break routines more often than others. There are also those who wait for others to break them. It cannot be said to be better or worse. Saying goodbye voluntarily is the result of making decisions,but goodbyes, even if you have thought them over, are not easy. Nor is it easy to digest being told goodbye. It is a time for tears, for gratitude, and for disappointments. It is the season of cherries and bitterness. But beyond the most notable goodbyes, and taking advantage of the fact that the summer season is approaching, although, climatologically speaking, we have already fully entered it, it would be wonderful to be able to say goodbye to the perpetual burdens with which current events constantly assault us. To free ourselves from endemic weights that only serve to sow despair in a world that could be fuller of enthusiasm. To optimize this time of pause and change to clear the air.