I'm sitting on the balcony in Montpellier, sipping black coffee with sugar that I've had the same way at least three times a day for the last four days. For the first time in a long time, I don't have a never ending list of things to do, spinning in my head non stop. I have nowhere to be, nothing to do. And for the last two weeks, I have seen friends I hadn't seen for a (too) long time, I have been to places that I have missed a lot. I have been overwhelmed with such amazing feelings and memories that have given me a huge motivation boost to do better, to be a better version of myself. I have rediscovered a certain ambition to work harder in order to achieve great things, but I also know that I have the freedom to go my own way with it instead of sticking to the crowd.
My head is spinning with thoughts and feelings, but mostly, I feel grateful. Grateful to be alive, to have amazing friends and family, to be able to travel and go wherever I want, to explore but also to go back to places I've left behind. Some things about me have changed in just twelve days. What seemed horribly difficult earlier now seem obvious, and I feel that I have not been this sure about myself for a long time. So if there's one thing I want to tell you here, it's to travel. Whether it's to see new places or to go back to your roots or other places that have been important to you in the past, go. Maybe you'll find a piece of yourself there.
Right now, I am calm, serene and at peace with myself. Everything works out just the way it is supposed to, and I trust that it will do so in the future as well. I'm ready for whatever is coming, because I know it will lead to something good. So I will trust my instincts and see where they take me. To be continued.