When you are young, curious and jump on whatever or wherever the train is or goes, life is damn good. You feel alive and you have every opportunity in the world to control the turn in which your life takes. The reason why your life is damn good is because of the people who are surrounding it. And the saddest part of it is to watch these amazing individuals come and go.
You don't know what you have until it's gone, right? That is how the story goes. And it is true in many aspects; when I came to Barcelona on the first September 2011, I had no expectations, not a clue what this city would bring me. And here I am eleven months later, knowing myself better than I ever had before and blessed with new beautiful friends.
I have always regarded my time here as chapters. You have different eras when you spend your time in specific clubs, listen more to a specific music genre, but most important of all – being with specific people.
Once again is it the human beings that are the most vital parts of these chapters. And it's also them who influence and inspire you to go to the clubs and to listen to that music genre. It's easy to get lost and loose yourself in it if you are not completely sure of who you really are. At the same time, it is an opportunity to learn about yourself and to figure out your likes and dislikes and what kind of people you actually want to spend your time with. And thanks to the music, you will always remember the senseless and mental time you had.
But as I said, chapters are chapters and the worst part of it all is watching the people you meet in your life come and go; people that were meaningful to you at the time (and maybe still are), people who force you realise who really was your friend, and who it is that you will really miss.
Even though you don't talk to them every day, or maybe not at all, it doesn't mean that they don't have a place in your heart. And when you think about it, you probably didn't know them well at all, but at the same time – it really doesn't matter. Because it is the person you knew, and how he or she acted with you that really matters. You could have one or one hundred moments together, the important thing is how you chose to embrace them.
It's scary how easy you adapt to new situations and how fast you find substitutes for the people whom you've just left...
Getting used to watching people go is difficult but there is one aspect of all this coming and going which I have yet to experience, one which I fear - the day that I am going to leave and the people are watching me go.
