Two weeks.
I’ve been living in Sweden completely alone for two weeks now. Things are finally starting to improve radically and I feel more at place with every day that goes by. I remember how I nearly cried the first day. This was not what I wanted, I thought. I convinced myself that these three years was going to be a completely waste and that I would miss out on everything going on at home. But then I thought to myself, what was really going on at home? It would have been the same place, the same people, the same surroundings that made me sad from time to time..
So, I just wanted to thank you, stubbornness, for convincing me to move 100 miles away from home.
