My room in Mulheim9.45am Mulheim- Day 6
‘All my bags are packed and I’m ready to go’
But my damn flight is only at 9pm! That’s 11 hours with nothing to do. I got to check out in a few minutes. I’m sitting on the windowsill, which has been my ‘spot’ for the last week. I’m breathing in the place I’ve called home. I was getting really used to it. But I’m excited to go home. Where its warm and cozy.
‘’im going home, to the place where I belong’
Ah well, got to check out now, then wander the streets looking for sausages.
3pm Dussledorf- Day 6
As for Wojtek, he was a no show. He told me he tried but couldn’t get enough money. I don’t blame him, 5 days notice isn’t much. But I was dying to meet him. I’m surprised I let him so easily in my heart after a year of no contact and after what he did to me. I’m pretty sure he doesn’t have the enthusiasm I have in err…. Rekindling what we had. So now I got to get him out of my heart. But it isn’t as easy as letting him in. Fuck-
The tournament next year will be in USA and all my favorite contestants wasn’t so sure if they could make it (Too far, visa problem). So ill have to wait again in 4 years to go back to Germany. The same people might be there and too many years will definitely change what Wojtek and I have. But if he is willing to try, ill be saving to go to Poland.
Till then muirn beatha dan. Till then.
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