I didn’t know I owned so much stuff,
seriously. Not until today. Not until I had to sort everything out and put it into boxes. My room was the messiest it has been in while with stuff
everywhere. Yes, the moment of truth has come. I’m
finally moving out of my little flat in Fribourg. Three years later than intended. But better late than never ;-)
Also today it hit me that now I’m
really out of AIESEC- for good.
Not because it is the first time in four years that I’m not at IPM, no, but because I literally had to put my memories into boxes: all my sugar cubes from the last six years, pictures, badges, conference note books, AIESEC T-shirts…etc. And every time I picked something up to put it away the memories came back: the places, the conversations, the people. I feel privileged to have lived this experience. And even if one day I won’t have the material things to remind me of that time, I know that the most precious thing no one ever can steal from me: my memories.