It’s weird, this feeling. I’m leaving home. Sights and smells will always be imprinted in my mind; the way I feel today.
It’s a big day, after all. I’m leaving home.
I barely slept last night, because a haze of excitement, bitter-sweet goodbyes and anxiety whirled in my head. And here it is. D-Day, so to speak.
I’m leaving home.
But even as I type that, I have to smile. Because today, I’m leaving home.
And I’m going home.
Love, I’m on my way. Where you are, I am home.
Chat to you all from Germany, folks!
Yolandie
Yolandie Horak 