Here I am,
sitting in my apartment where there's a small clear space in the
middle and everything else is packed up in boxes and bags. Somehow it
still feels amazingly unreal that I really am leaving this part of my
life behind and turning a page to a whole different era. The sky is
flashing with lightnings and thunder, if I didn't knew it was a storm
it'd be pretty close to the effect of the huge Olympic stadium
concert of Finland's biggest rap artist the other night. I
saw him, by the way, at the official afterparty in a nightclub where
we actually shouldn't and couldn't have been but well, life happens.
I
didn't think it would make me so happy to start packing but it did.
Piece by piece, item by item I've got closer to closing the door
behind me to an empty room and saying goodbye to Helsinki for now.
Maybe even forever. Looking at the course descriptions and the
pictures of my new apartment, I get more and more excited about
starting the university.
Turning
the page also means I have to start from the beginning once again,
get to know new people, form bonds that again, hopefully last for a
lifetime, create a life that I am happy with. So many possibilities
that I can choose from, since this time I know it is my thing for
real.
I
went to my old school yesterday to get my friend, and the weirdest
thing about it was to notice that even though I was gone, nothing had
changed. I felt different about it, I was different since I was no
longer a part of it and everything had just kept moving like nothing
happened. I belong somewhere else now.
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