In fact I didn’t want to continue with this Blog. I wanted that it’s my Belgian Blog, but I have the feeling to say something. Even if I really don’t know what exactly. And actually it’s not an evaluation. But I had no idea how to call it. But maybe, yes, it’s an evaluation… and I really just love this word ;)
Since I’m back it feels so strange. Actually I am as free as I was in Belgium. But it feels different.
It’s not that I can walk around the streets. See something new. Meet people with other languages. Walk around and never know what happens. Just feeling so completely free and always open for another thing to discover.
Sometimes I escape to my memories. When I’m walking along the streets the way I liked to do it in Belgium. I concentrate so much on the feeling of that life, that sometimes, when I see a German car then I think “Oh, somebody from Germany!” But then I remember … that I AM in Germany, and that it would be something special to see somebody from another country, not the other way round.
When I’m talking to people from other countries, I’m just so happy. I feel so free again, to discover new things again. Like if I would be still travelling around.
I love this place, I really do. But I think Belgium just became so special for me. Because I have the feeling that I have never changed so much in my life, just within a few months.
I enjoyed Belgium, the hard times, the good times even more. Every minute felt like a day. Every week like a month. And every month like a year.
If I could decide to change anything about my time in Belgium I wouldn’t change anything. Not even the bad parts, because they helped me growing within these “years”.
I will always keep this time in my memories, and I hope that all the friends I made there will stay my friends, so that we can share these memories. These “years”.
In fact, I just wanted to say that I don’t regret anything about my time there. I will never do, it’s what made me being myself.
