Here I am back home... here I am back to my previous life, the one I left a little bit more than a year a ago, the life I cried for. Here I am back to my old habits, here I am with my family and friends, in my home, in my bedroom, in my street, my town, my country, speaking my mother tongue. Everything is still exactly the same... except ME! That's why things are not that easy when you're heading back home! I have changed, I have discovered, learned, met; I have grown, I traveled, I loved, and finally… I left. The love for my host country, here back home is still there, I still like sharing stuff with them, I still like being with them, but something sometimes inexplicable sometimes makes me sad and blue.
I'm now more conscious of life, of my values; I'm conscious of time, and the value of love and friendship. I know how important some people (from here or there) are important to me, so many things I didn't care about before I left. My year overseas made me discover so many things. Just the fact of being away from everybody built my person, my own personality. So now that I'm aware of more things, I'm more scared of life. I have many dreams, and I want to reach them. I also know that time is really important in our society, and we can't escape our society... So many things on my mind tonight, but so hard to express them.
My year abroad was the most amazing year of my life… so far. It wasn't always easy. I didn't smile and sharing my feelings all the time, but looking back, thinking of the good, sad, hard, fun, quiet or great moments make me tell everybody that being away from home is the supreme experience to built a personality and opinions.