I miss my home, but I now consider this my home. It's only been a month, however, I got used to the city, to my room, to my roommate...
There are no appropriate words to describe what I am living here. Regardless of the money, I couldn't have gone to a better place! I am afraid, though, that I will not want to go home anymore! At this point, it doesn't seem normal..I should miss my home...is it bad that I don't?! I know it is a contradiction to what I said in the beginning, but now it seems real!
On Monday night, 28th March, I am going to Brussels at the European forum on Decentralized Cooperation...what more can I want? :)
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