what is this? a post without pictures?! it is, indeed. once the initial excitement over finally being in hong kong and exploring the city had passed, i didn't feel the need to fill this blog with a lot of text - most of you who 'read' this also regularly hear from me through e-mail, and what is the point of going away if you don't have any stories left to tell once you finally return anyway? right now, however, i really feel like i need to get certain things off my chest. mid you, i have 2 presentations to give within the next week as well as an exam and 3 final papers that want to be written until may 4th, i cannot afford my brain being all congested with emotions! i've started writing this entry endless times, always deleting it in the end feeling that i couldn't really get across what i wanted to say. maybe i'll get it right this time.
i realized it about a week ago - one more month and then, my time here in hong hong will be history. i think the initial feeling that i sensed was hollow sadness. i will be leaving behind the people that have become my friends, that place that has become my home, all of wich has been my life for the last 9 months. once the first wave of sadness had passed, i felt unrest - i knew i would be spending the 6 weeks left until my flight back traveling china and korea, but where exactly would i go, where would i stay and who would come with me? after eventually having settled into a routine in hong kong, the thought of packing it all up again and heading for uncertainty was disturbing and made me spend quite some time pondering the subject.
now that a route has been worked out, pleasant anticipation is kicking in. i have wanted to go to china and korea for so long, i almost wish i could just leave right now, ignoring the hundreds and thousands of words the faculty of arts demands i write. i will really get to travel again, to experience things foreign and new to me, to see sights i only knew from photographs, magazines or television.
and once i come to the end of my journey? what comes next? as i am sitting here writing this, i cannot deny feeling a faint longing for home. not because i am discontent with where i am now, but because 'home' is part of the reason why i am here, because the people i love have helped and inspired me to go where i am and to become who i am now. having been gone for so long has filled me with deep newfound respect and fondness for all things 'home', and i am looking forward to the day when these words are not just words on a screen, but actions i live out.
i will see you soon.