Missing what you still have

It’s weird. I’m still living my old life and still seeing all of my friends. Even though that won’t stop until the end of August, I already find myself missing a lot of things immensely. When I am cycling home from work, I love the route and I already miss being able to use my bicycle to go anywhere everywhere. If I am calling a customer at work, I miss leaving the perfect voicemail for them to listen to at a later time. Despite the fact that I can WhatsApp, Skype, Facebook and even call (oh my god, yes, you can still actually call people) all of my friends, I am already missing them. And on a materialistic note (I recently found out this is my greatest flaw – thanks for pointing that out Buzzfeed), I am already missing all of the money I have been saving and will spend in the time span of one year -tops.

I will miss the trips to all the great places in Europe with AEGEE, I will miss walking/jogging in the Stadpark, I will miss buying Tony Chocolonely chocolate and eating it at the AEGEE office, I will miss spontaneous or planned visits to either/or Wereldburgers, Sumo, Pigalle, or any Wok restaurant and finally I will miss going outside in my raincoat and cycling to work/the university (no I am kidding, I will not miss this. At all).

I’m not sure if it is the prospect of missing all of this that is causing me to already actually miss it, or if it is just early onset nostalgia. Whichever it is, it makes me enjoy these last few weeks even more, so I guess I should be grateful. I am imprinting memory after memory in my mind, and whereas this is the normal cycle of life, I don’t enjoy some things becoming memories, instead of realities.

And yes. I do realize I will be able to do all of these things again, or at least most of them, at some time in the future. No need to point that out, it will not make me miss any of it any less ☺

I just really like how my life is, and although some part of me does not want it to change, the other part of me has already packed her bags and is constantly running around in my mind like Bilbo Baggins. Exactly like Bilbo freaking Baggins.