Dizziness, but it's not because of lack of sleep.
Feeling nauseous, but I'm not sick.
Butterflies in my stomach, but it's not love (at least not because of it).
I have finally reached a state I've been waiting for this entire pre-journey: travel fever.
Only two days away from departure day, and it feels like my brain is finally telling me that this is happening. It is possible that it was the last birthday party I attended in Norway, which caused these thoughts and feelings; everyone was saying things like "Oh, we definitely need to do this again!" or "Until next time!". This was where I realized that there was no next time for me. At least not in a long time.
It's almost unimaginable that I'm about to leave these two people, who have influenced me so much the past five years. Not only when it comes to learning Norwegian, but also regarding personal growth and learning things about life you'd definitely never learn in school. When this picture was taken, the thought of it being the last we take for now, didn't even cross my mind.
My last goofy pictures with these girls, the last time we knew how ridiculous it all looked and the last time not caring about it, because we know who we are. The last rounds of squeezing group hugs, long conversations at 1am, cringe-worthy (but definitely fun) dancing and our last bad posing in pictures.
But strangely enough also the last time I met so many new people in such a short period of time, reminding me of how even though I've had lots of lasts the past weeks, there were a lot of new lasts to come as well.
Anyways, thank you for all the lessons, memories, tears and laughter. Thank you for the goof and thanks for being part of making me the person I am today, and even though I know it sounds cheesy, thank you for all the lasts we shared together. Hopefully, there are more to come.