It feels weird that now I'm sitting here in my room at my dad's, I have a fridge full of food and materially I'm not missing anything. This is a child, a teenager, a young adult and a person to be taken care of. Tonight I'm going out and my dad wants to know with whom and where. The day after tomorrow I will have a huge farewell party with another soon to be French and at the party, I will somehow be an ultimate teenager for the last time. The next day after that, I'll wake up, go to sauna, hang out with my family and indeed be taken care of, like a child should be.
But then, comes Sunday. I'll take my bags and leave. As soon as I walk through the security control at the airport, from that moment on, I'll be on my own, responsible of my actions only to myself. In two seconds I become an independent adult.
I've been dreaming of this day so long and I still don't really understand that it's seriously happening.
This is the beginning of a new life or not new, just different. I try to enjoy the last moments here as well as I can. Helsinki feels more vibrant and beautiful than ever. Small things are important and worth noting. At the same time, I feel more alive and present than ever.
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