D-day: “You say goodbye and I say hello”

It is finished. It is done. My time here has come to an end. I’m so excited to be back, to see my dog and my family…in that order (lol, love you mom). These past ten weeks have been a molding process for me. I’ve learned to value myself, my capabilities and virtues, as well as take note of my flaws and insecurities; those kind of flaws and insecurities that only manifest when you are alone with your thoughts.

I will always hold this city close to my heart and I will forever cherish the gifts it gave me. From its rich history, cultural jewels, beautiful museums, to the people. Every last single diverse human being that colors this city with strokes of life. I came with a lot of expectations this summer, and I seriously can say that they have been met. How can I be sure? Because I want to leave. There is nothing more for me here, now. I got what I was supposed to receive, and didn’t what I wasn’t.

And now, I don’t know. Do not ask me what is the plan. They say that if you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans. Even though I love to make people laugh, I do not wish to waste time and energy stressing over things that will eventually work out. Is it very layed back of me? Not at all. I play my part, I do my due diligence, I prepare myself for whatever may and will happen, so I can rest assure that things will work out.