Parting is such sweet sorrow
Door: Claudia
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04 Mei 2006 | Nederland, Rotterdam
Friends are a good thing to have. If you’re lucky they tell you the truth, as one of my good friends did: “will you stop moaning and whining, this happens every time you leave and when you’re gone for 3 days you’ll forget all about it!” That was last year, about 3 weeks before I was leaving for 6 months. Back then I did not agree with him and thought he wasn’t taking me seriously and just wanted to make me shut up. But I know now that I owe him an apology. He was right. It’s less than 2 weeks before my departure and I’ve got a serious case of departure-blues… again!
The excitement about the French camping life gets clouded by light stress, melancholy and life questions. True, I did not unpack everything yet; I didn’t even move all my furniture into my apartment, so how hard can it be? None the less, packing, moving and storing will never be my pass time of choice and it is causing me stress. And what to think of all the paperwork: sending changes of address, sorting out insurance, ending contracts and subscriptions. The list isn't endless but long.
Last minute dinners, quick lunches and one more evening of mutual drunkenness and then I’m gone. Out to make new, probably short term, friends. And that’s what’s causing the melancholy. I realise that there are quite a few people here, in the Lowlands, who I like to hang out with. There are even a few new prospects that are probably never going to bloom to become a true friendship, just because I don’t have time enough. I’m rushing of to new adventures again.
And then there is the terra incognito of Holland. Last weekend I took a Danish friend to Amsterdam for a day and it felt like a holiday. So why do I always have to leave the country if I can still feel as if I’m abroad in my own? I even have loads to discover in my own city! What am I saying? It was only last week that I discovered there are Scottish Highlanders (cows, not men in skirts) roaming around free, just a few blocks down the road. I simply always seem to lose the answer to the question “why?”: Why the hassle? Why not stick to a good, steady job? Why not buy a nice apartment and finish with the moving business? Why? I forgot !!
I’m not counting on much sympathy, or even understanding (I DID put this faith upon myself and I WILL be living under the sun for 4 months), I just wanted to get it of my chest. Thanks for listening.
P.S. I bet I remember the answer again around half of May. I will let you know.
The excitement about the French camping life gets clouded by light stress, melancholy and life questions. True, I did not unpack everything yet; I didn’t even move all my furniture into my apartment, so how hard can it be? None the less, packing, moving and storing will never be my pass time of choice and it is causing me stress. And what to think of all the paperwork: sending changes of address, sorting out insurance, ending contracts and subscriptions. The list isn't endless but long.
Last minute dinners, quick lunches and one more evening of mutual drunkenness and then I’m gone. Out to make new, probably short term, friends. And that’s what’s causing the melancholy. I realise that there are quite a few people here, in the Lowlands, who I like to hang out with. There are even a few new prospects that are probably never going to bloom to become a true friendship, just because I don’t have time enough. I’m rushing of to new adventures again.
And then there is the terra incognito of Holland. Last weekend I took a Danish friend to Amsterdam for a day and it felt like a holiday. So why do I always have to leave the country if I can still feel as if I’m abroad in my own? I even have loads to discover in my own city! What am I saying? It was only last week that I discovered there are Scottish Highlanders (cows, not men in skirts) roaming around free, just a few blocks down the road. I simply always seem to lose the answer to the question “why?”: Why the hassle? Why not stick to a good, steady job? Why not buy a nice apartment and finish with the moving business? Why? I forgot !!
I’m not counting on much sympathy, or even understanding (I DID put this faith upon myself and I WILL be living under the sun for 4 months), I just wanted to get it of my chest. Thanks for listening.
P.S. I bet I remember the answer again around half of May. I will let you know.
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