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Finally done! (Going home)

As I walked out of the room, handing in the final German exam, a great feeling of relief took over me. At the moment, I feel like Frodo after he destroyed the Ring of Power. Ich bin vertig. No more intellectual work for me starting as of now!

 

Since I do not have a pursuit to follow, at least for the moment, I just don’t know what to do with myself. I’m suddenly having this huge pocket of free time and lack of worries that it baffles me completely. Are there people out there? What remains to be seen? How does home look like? Truth be said, even though I am extremely tired after my first year at AUC, I have this feeling of accomplishment. I’ve grown a lot here, but I really deserve a break from everything, for just a brief moment.

I’m going home on Monday. I’ll hang around with some of my old classmates in Bucharest, and then, like Ulysses, I’ll be finally home-home with my family after 11 months (!) of living in Amsterdam. My biggest fear at this moment is that I would feel estranged from the others. While this is inevitable, I really hope that my accommodation will not take too long.

I’m going home. I have a really cool bunch of

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Is it over?

stories to share with my friends. I have loads of beer to drink, and lots of fun to have. I’m going home.

If, by accident, you come across my post, please let me know how do you cope with the fact that you are away from home for a long time? Are the connections between the people here different from the ones at home? If so, how? Is it for good or for worse? All I can say is that I got lucky.

I’m going home.