I'm leaving. On a jet plane.

I booked my ticket to Switzerland last Tuesday. I leave on the 21st of April, stop by in Laos for three weeks on the way and get to Switzerland in mid May. It's a one way ticket. I put down the deposit on Wednesday and paid off the balance today. There is no turning back now.

It's funny how I started to feel emotional almost instantly after I booked the ticket. I stood at the bus stop afterwards half in shock and stared into nothing with big suprised eyes. I went for a walk in the evening, the same way I take when I go for runs, along the river towards the city. The sun set behind the bridge and shed a golden light over it. The water was deep blue like velvet and a million of city lights looked like every building had been covered in fairy lights. It was all a lot more beautiful than it usually is, and it usually is beautiful. It was only a couple of hours after I booked my ticket and already I looked at everything with sentimental good-bye eyes.