Leaving is sometimes so hard. For me it seems to be overwhelming in many cases.
Especially when you have got used to the life you created around you, when you realize you are enjoying it like it was yours... until the time you open the door to the sunny winter day to have a quiet walk and realize it’s -25 degrees.
In the other hand, staying put is even more difficult sometimes. These cold breezes from the North Pole remind me of those days. You keep on moving just to be warm.
My feet are getting cold as my thoughts are growing restless, but I'm still almost forgetting the reason I packed my bag. I'm now looking at it without really knowing where we will end up when we walk out from the comfortably place called mom's home where there are no cold breezes to remind me of the road I've chose to ride.
But I know my bag's backed for a reason; and once I open the door, whether it's cold or warm, summer or winter, I'll remember where I was heading to.
It has been opening, exhausting, interesting and at the same time a little bit boring here in the north of Europe in a little city called Oulu. I am going to miss this place; after all, it's the place where I grew up, but also grew out of.
The things I'm going to miss are those, which made me feel like home again. Like salsa with the other salseros. It's been a warm breeze from Cuba in the middle of the coldest winter. I'm also going to miss swimming with my mom, experimenting in my grandma’s kitchen, meeting old friends and making new ones. Though, making new ones in the road has never been a problem. However, the problem seems to be keeping the new friends.
Well, those who will forget will be gone. Those, who are close to your heart, will be remembered. Life will go on, just like thoughts will change in time; like view will change from a window of a moving car, like the snow will melt to give space for the new grass.
A new day, a new thought, the same interests that keeps you going. I'll end this one with the best quote I came up so far: Life is.
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