My Feelings Have Changed...
Every day comes to tell us something…
My feelings for this week….
I started to feel the days are passing by quickly, I am dreading the end of my project.
In desperate need for a new start, hoping the days to go back to when I first came looking through the train window to the way for my new accommodation thinking how things are going to be like? Will I learn something important? Will I do something out of myself? And hoped and hoped not to cry when the time comes to go back.
But I am crying from now, I am left with only two months and a half and I am scared of the end.
Why it should be so sad?
I love all my team mates, I love my office, and I will always remember the funny things and stupid that I did. How once my food covered the walls, how the dog threw up on me and filled me with mud. How my friend carried me and raaaaaan all around the place, the hitch hike moments when everybody was jealous how lucky I was to find the best cars.
How I cared about someone, and how I grew up in my thoughts as well.
The moments when I was feeling full, and hungry. Warm and cold. Sick and hyper active.
These simple moments created a strong person, a person who never shed tears but tears of a sadness to leave all this behind.
I love you all,
My managers, my friends, the people that passed by and left their footprints behind. Every person of you counts and will be forever remembered and have a piece of my heart.
About the penitentiary activities, we are planning for a fund raise event in December, soon to update you with the details.
Meanwhile we are working on a concert and will start to practice for now on singing songs in different languages; the mess is what we are seeking
I wish you a happy week, always keep it up.
Hugs and Kisses
Pa Pa until next week…
Kian Hattar