Devine

Play this song while reading me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=erywPdFfORE

I left, and I felt a part of me crumble. I walked on and tried not too look back…
I felt a part of me die. I tried to be strong, but felt my legs collapsing, my chest caving in, breathing became harder and reflection on what had passed impossible to grasp - I left unprepared.

In this despair, finally everything in my life started making sense.

Moments of my insignificant life flashed in front of my eyes, I realised they actually meant something, because I could share it all with you.
I could be anywhere in the world, experience the most grandeur sites, but if it were not with you, it was lost. Anything means nothing, and beauty is stripped.

My eyes seen through your eyes; the world is brighter, ice-cream even tastes better... life is delightful!
The smallest things mattered - I  became my own self realisation.
I was stripped to my bare flesh and discovered - by you - inch, by inch and trust me, I loved every second of it, I loved exposing my vulnrability.

I went because I had too. But this will not stop me from believing in what we shared, always and forever.

Reflection

I have 2 more weeks left in Norway, and then I will go back home.

I have been feeling very nervous about going home, I need to find a new job and start all over again. My bank balance is low and my heart has a huge variety of mixed emotions, honestly, I don't know which of the two stresses me out more!

Today I went to an elderly lady for a typical Norwegian lunch - cold meat on bread served with a cup of tea.
She spoke about her travels to South Africa a few years ago and her entire face lit up with joy. She could not find one bad thing about South Africa... Nothing at all.
She isn't the only Norwegian I have spoken to about home... I met another Norwegian guy who actually moved down to South Africa and stayed there over a year or so... and even after 5 years he still questions if he did the right thing by moving back to Norway.
I think I know the feeling they have? I had when I first got here after a few weeks too.

Norway has been wonderful though. I have hiked up mountains... Eaten lots of ice cream, travelled up north to Trondheim and even went out on the boat down Mjøsa, but something seems a miss.
I cant quite put my finger on what I don't like about Norway, but in South Africa my passion and hate are quite obvious, and these points are probably shared amongst others who live there.

Where am I getting tho with this blog?
I guess, I am happy, and content. I am so thrilled I got too travel out for 3 months and am pretty damn sad its ending soon, too.
I am also happy I get to go back home... I don't know what adventures lay there and if I will ever get the chance to travel out again to Europe anytime soon.