It’s my last night.
My last night in Porsgrunn. My last night in the usual bed, my last night with familiar scents and sounds to soothe me. Do I need the soothing? Not really. Alas, this chapter from a book called “Kiyu’s Story”, is coming to an end. A new chapter awaits.
Soon, I will embark on a voyage I never planned to go on. I never planned to set sail, never planned to call upon the winds to carry the ship to its destination. I was merely watching the sailors from afar, only approached them on land because they were so mysterious, seemed so exciting. I wasn’t going to come with them once they set sail, but the breeze was too strong and eventually I was carried away. In my heart, I am bubbling over with excitement and am convinced that this will be a most enjoyable journey, it will be an adventure which tale I will tell my children over and over again — but I am also aware that the first couple of weeks will be very lonely. (Did I actually just say that?)
Guys, I will long for your company. I will feel like I left a chunk of my heart back in Norway. But it’s alright, it’s where it belongs, it’s home.
Really, anyone, anywhere, anytime; do write me. A short note on a post card, a winding letter (<3), or just to tease me with a piece of (black, salty liquorice) candy. Address your choice to:
Kieu Ly Truong, CAP
Constable Terrace
University of East Anglia
Norwich NR4 7TJ
England
..and you will have made my day.
Love, Kieu
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An undesirable desire from looks was born,
A distance firmly kept.
She knew the danger she was sworn,
And regretting much she left.
His strength was nothing, his courage less,
But yet he whirled her around,
To face him boldly without mess,
And in that face she found;
Embarrassed eyes,
And tainted cheeks,
The earnest that held no lies.
— Kiyu
Never underestimate a dream
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