Things i took along..

… i did put them in boxes and ship themback home before i left…

…that smell of freshly brewed beer in the air, the smooth rocking feeling at the top floor of the double decker, the unsatisfied urge to catch the bannies(!!!!), the feeling when running in the first snow, the wilderness that lived just outside my bedroom window, the feeling of freedom while riding that Kawasaki motorbike of his, the feeling of literally falling in love and loosing my mind and so much more, the feeling of being alone and the lesson of surviving on my own, being tipsy and getting stoned for the first time and last (!), the anxiety attacks, the view from the skylight windows, my duck feathered douvet, my green wellies, his and my labcoat, books and notes and assignments and pens and pencils (what was i thinking?), the keys of the kawasaki,  the freeeeeeezing cold waters of the Firth of Forth, the disgusting colour of the North Sea, the neverending sessions of analysis with friends on msn, the person behind the radio mic that kept me company Always, the 1,5L mug i bought from the Xmas market, the chopsticks the Chinese girl gave us, the air of romance during the weekend of the fireworks, the hen nights (jesus!!), the walks along the wide streets with the blooming gardens, kitchen gatherings with Marty, Elena, Nick, G n Jordan, Frenchy n Cat for food and chilling…

i promise i will never leave them behind.