In less than 24 hours I'm gonna be on my way to Stockholm.
Yep.
Stockholm.
And I've just had one of the loveliest nights out with my friends in my home city.
How wonderful -note the hint of sarcasm, please.
I've been excitingly waiting for this day for months, and now it's here I'm about to freak out. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm THRILLED about it, like, seriously, totally thrilled.
The thing is, I've been having all these bad thoughts about how I'm not going to fit in etc. - things I know for sure not to be true, as I've had these same thoughts already about 4 years ago during my first exchange year- and at the same time I had the time of my life during these last 4 weeks spent in my home town, which made those thoughts even stronger.
Though, once again, I do know things are gonna go the way they're meant to anyway.
I am probably just sad to leave my friends behind - even though I would have eventually left them anyway to get back to Uni - I even had this Scrubs like moment with Goodbye my lover by James Blunt playing in my head just after saying goodbye to them all and head to the car. Which was both super sad and funny to be honest, because, well, Scrubs.
Or maybe it's because I know, once again already that the person who'll come back next year won't be the same one who's leaving tomorrow.
Oh well, time for thinking is up, better be sleeping a bit before spending the whole day packing tomorrow.
No comments