I spent most of my day binging and purging on cornflakes – I mean seriously.
I’m sad and nervous and anxious.
On Friday I’m off to the desert for my last two weeks. I am so sad to leave the Golan. I hardly leave the hostel because it’s as if I am trying to soak up all the energy and memories and love from the walls so that I never forget this place.
The friends I have made have become like my family.
I don’t know if I will ever see them again?
That’s the most challenging part. We become so close. For a month we are best friends and we do everything together. We are open and we speak freely with each other and we become so comfortable. As if we have known each other forever.
Then…
In one good bye.
You could be saying good bye forever.
