Friday
It is not fun to live abroad when things are not as they should at home. My beloved father has been a regular visitor at the ER the past weeks. I am not a fan. I feel so helpless, I cannot do anything and I have no idea what is going on. I called him today again, and he sounds fine. He is doing ok, I have nothing to worry about, but my brain does not agree to that. It worries, and makes me worried. Now it sounds like my brain is a separate entity from the rest of me, but I am trying to be rational and there are quite few things that can make me think irrationally. This is making me irrational.
Talked to my brother too.. He might be moving home again. I would love for that to happen, at the same time as I am a bit scared of it. Hopefully I will have work during the summer so I can live with my grandfather. I would love to live with him. In the town, be able to bike around and be with my friends. I am sort of longing for the summer to start, and for my other friends to start going abroad. One of my dear ones is heading to Scotland. I am so proud of her. Finally she is going to get the same experience, or sort of, as I am. There is something about Swedes that I miss. I don't know what, but the communication is different. Maybe it is because I can express myself better. That is a lie, I can express myself just as well in English, however sometimes I do get misunderstood. Oh Culture, don't we all love it.
I was in my music library with my better half yesterday, and danced around to all the wonderful music we found in there. I even found Swedish folkdancing music. It did not sound like I wanted it to. I could not associate with it. And then my dear baby L said "isn't ABBA your folkmusic". The short answer is: NO.
Right now, the thing I need the most is a back rub. My left shoulder cannot move. So if anyone is feeling generous, please let me know.
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