This past week, I have been staying in
Bruxelles for a pretty amazing internship. I still have two weeks to go, but
how I wish it could be more. I’m not only taking the first steps towards doing
the thing that I love. The internship also got me back in a “big city”. A place
that breathes culture and movement. A place where I feel at home.
Eversince I left Antwerp, where I went to uni
for two years, I have missed living in a place like that. The small town I live
in tends to make me feel claustrophobic. Everybody knows everybody, you are
supposed to always smile, behave in a certain way and dress in a certain
manner. Especially the latter makes me go insane on a regular basis.
Conclusion: I don’t like where I ive now, but
there are places where I do love living. So, I guess I need to work out some
kind of plan to make the longterm move once I graduate. Like my mom always
says: ‘You can breathe in a big city’. And I don’t plan on suffocating my whole
life.
