Sitting here in my neat and tidy room staring out of the window at the snow-capped mountains in front of me, cradling my glass of tea in my hand (I haven't gotten around to getting myself a mug yet) and letting the steam rising from the glass warm my face, my mind drifts idly...
I should have posted earlier - I've been here nearly a fortnight now and I've had plenty of time and opportunities to write, but something held me back each time. A certain lack of motivation, if you please. Or perhaps, a certain inquietude and inner conflict vis-à-vis what I really wanted to say and what I can really say...
When I got my passport in 2003 and left home for the first time to spend three months in Germany, I had never imagined how much the unmeasurable wealth of experiences would change me, and how much personal growth there would be in such an incredibly short span of time...or even that it was just the beginning of what now seems like a long-term relationship with Europe. I returned in 2007. More growth happened. Changes that were not really subtle. 2009. I'm here for the longest stay yet, after two tumultous years from which I'm still recovering . I wonder what lies ahead...
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Only good things.... don't you worry :) Here is cheers to Europe once again !
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