The adventure in Maastricht has already come to an end and I`m sitting in my same old room in little, cold Norway. Nothing really has changed here, but the owner of the room has changed and has a lot more memories to look through now. At this time last year I was thinking about where I wanted to go on my exchange semester, I was about to apply for the adventure that sadly came to an end on Friday. It`s hard to believe it`s already over.
I`ve just started this post and I can already sense the tears coming. I`m okay, but I`m not okay. Does that make sense? Living a life which is the same but yet different in several ways, and then coming back to the same old… I knew it was going to happen. When you leave your home to study abroad for some time, you know you`ll have to come back one day. However, it`s when that “one day” suddenly arrives you realise that you actually have to leave. And realising that hurts you more when you`re comfortable wherever you`re sitting.
I was comfortable in that chair.
The first day of school is a clear, but blurry memory. I remember how we were divided into groups, and some of those people I now call my friends were in that group but I didn`t know it then. And now I`m back in Norway.
This is going to hurt. Many times. I`m going to complain about being in Norway. About the expensive prices, about having to pay more than 110 Euros for my travel card each month, about the shop who`s too far away. I`m going to complain about having to go back to the university so soon, I`m going to complain about everything that I miss which isn`t so far away but it is so far away. Because that`s the thing: the Netherlands isn`t far away, but it is in a way when you have another life somewhere else. I`m going to be sad, I`m going to miss my friends, the people I met who also were on this crazy and weird journey and who didn`t know what exactly to expect about five months earlier, just like me. And you know what? That should be okay. I wish I had a vacation, but I`m already going back to school tomorrow. I`m sad about that and that`s okay, because I know I`ll be okay one day. Maybe not tomorrow or next week, but I will one day.
Perhaps I`m so sad about the end of this adventure because it was so good.
Thanks for being such a weird but amazing adventure, the Netherlands. I`ve met so many cool people, I`ve seen so many new places of the world and I did something new. And for that I`m forever thankful.
Here`s to another chapter.