I was packing my suitcase and I thought...

Shit. I am leaving.
What am I most sad about? About all the beautiful people I am leaving behind, or about  the interesting people that I will never truly get to know because I am leaving?
Suitcases packed. Elisa'm got all my remaining food, my beauty products, shampoos, lotions.
Packing my life into a suitcase. 20 kilos. No rush, I say to myself, yet it is like I am running away from a war...
At least my Jellyfish Family except for Elisa and Ali are all leaving at once [ and of course Romain, who already left this morning :( ]We are taking a taxi in 4 hours.
I wish.. I wish... I say to myself.. But no. Erasmus is what I made out of it.
And I made the best out of it.
THE VERY BEST.

And off I go, embracing a new world soon.