That, well that's my home.
As all of you, I hope, know Im one of those loud and happy exchange students. Born and raised for the most part in PEI, Canada and crafted by the skillful hands of my family and friends. This is my home, not just the building but the pine trees beside it and the sea I take comfort in from the view in my window.
But this is about to change all in my consent, I am down to 8 more valuable days on my rock before I take flight to Belgium for a ten month stay full of new experiences. Needless to say endless emotions are going through my head right now, some changing quiker then a rate Id ever feel safe in. Im nervous, Im scared but above that Im excited. I can't wait for my arival and I can't wait to love every second of my exchange because for the fact that I am meant to do this.
And at this point I have never been more certain in my life.
I have 8 days with my home and then it's time for me to have a new one, in Belgium, for one year.
And this internet contraption? This is to document it all.
Peace, love and anchors.
Cat x