Goodbye Germany

A wide, open space. No windows, no fresh air. Grey. Filled with suitcases, numbers, and the smell of overpriced croissants. People running, people queuing, people crying. Me – one of them. Door opening, door closing. Then I’m gone.
I’m not gone for good, though. It’s only ten months. However, it feels as if. A tear dancing in my eye, I am about to tell you a part of my story…

Less than four months ago, I was a regular student at University of Paderborn, a major in English and French Studies and on track to graduate August 2017. I lived a life I loved, the only thing that worried me was my future. What will I do after graduation? Where should I go? What do?
In midst of those scary thinking-processes, I received the offer to go to the United States of America as German Teaching Assistant. It was a tough decision, believe me. However, wanderlust and the urge to explore, learn, and take on new challenges was stronger than the comfort I get at home. Right now, sitting at the gate, waiting for my flight to go off, I want nothing more than that comfort back. But I know I cannot turn round anymore, and as I am no run-away, I sit silently on the wooden chair, my tear holding me company.

How do I feel, you ask? I don’t know. I am going somewhere I’ve never been. To do something I’ve never done. Without having a place to stay. Nor people I know. I am scared. But I know one thing for sure: I will write. For you. For me.