Numbers fascinate me. Today would not be a special day, if it wasn't five years today since I packed my bags and I took a plane to Columbus (OH, as they say). A nice number, it's worth it to stop for a second. Five years travelling around the world. Nothing special, I know: three continents, four countries, look for an apartment, buy everything... It often seems to me as if it was longer than that, but it's only five years. If I compare them to the previous five, quite a lot of changes and new things I have had to do.
The question is, what have I learned from it?. Or, what have I left behind, what have I found. Many things, I guess, good and bad. Meeting people, saying too many good-byes. At least, it was not boring. And it is still going.
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