The End of Everything

To the reader: If this is your first time on my blog, many greetings; If you've been here before, happy returns to you. Everything you read here will be my genuine unfiltered thoughts and secrets, explaining in full detail everything about me, piece by piece. I wish that you read on without prejudice or judgement, for I am not a perfect person, and I hope that you can connect and empathize with my life's story. -Alex

And alas, the Summer comes to a close.

It has been a wonderful, enchanting summer in Bonn the last few weeks, every second of which will remain a part of me for all of my life. I've met amazing people from every corner of the world, all of whom brought with them a level of energy and individuality that inspired me to be crazier and more outspoken than ever.

I've also learned several things, like sometimes acting under influence can lead to good outcomes; still, never should it be the answer to a problem, otherwise things may inadvertently end up thrown out of the window, or shoved into an elevator.

Perhaps the most beautiful part that I learned however, is that home truly is where the heart is, and this Summer my heart was with the individuals I'd met, with whom I'd spent days and nights together as if they were more than just people who'd been bunched together to learn a language. It was like a family coming home together again, one final time, before going out to explore more of the world that is ever expanding, ever beckoning us to come grasp it; But that day is not today.

Today is a day to sit and reflect upon the good, the bad, and most importantly, the astonishing. To me, the most outstanding thing was finding a kindred spirit among the chaos that we sewed in this city by the Rhein. I found someone who made me feel whole again, even if the wholeness was temporary, and that was the spark to a new flame that I needed, where I had the revelation then that perhaps we never really had a home, perhaps we are all searching for the day we may finally discover a home to return to.

I am so thankful to have had those few days of contentment, and inner peace, where no moment was ever boring, and even more importantly, no moment ever felt alone. As I write this out, I think that I've not cried this hard in a long time. Although I have another family that I may return to back home, I am so disheartened to have just found a sisterly spirit, only to have to say goodbye so soon.

Today, I am a Wanderer again, but I look forward to when I'll be able to find my next home.