Safe but Emotional

So I have arrived in Amsterdam.

I am safe.

I am emotional.

Finally let out all the tears for leaving the place which actually felt the most like home since I left home - Montreal.

Realising what I left - the people, the place, my Maison de Fou home....

Trying to be open to the new experience ahead.

Finding it hard.

Am alone in an internet cafe.

Have the most dogy room in the world as my new place. Trying to change it.

Upset.

Emotional.

Reflective.

Alone.

Missing people.

Missing a certain person.

But I am safe.

I have arrived.

I am letting out all tears tonight.

I am getting ready to embrace my new world.

But it does not stop the sense of loss at leaving a place I did not know how much I loved.

Until now.