It has started to sink in now. I’m going away. I’ve started to say my goodbyes. Friends, family, collegues. While doing my everyday stuff, I’m thinking: Maybe this is the last time I do this for five months. It’s an exhilirating thought, both scary and exciting.
At the store yesterday, they had an offer on chocolate bars. I don’t usually buy candy, I seldom even eat it – but yesterday I thought “I’m leaving” and bought two Fazer bars, my favourite Finnish chocolate. I ate them both, slowly, getting quite nauseous by the second one, but enjoying myself all the same. Nothing make things as sweet as the feeling of finality.
Katja Malmborg 