Two months since stockholm
It has now been two whole months since I left Sweden. Almost daily I look back over my photos and videos and remember all the amazing times. Equally, doing this tears my heart apart. Feeling is different to remembering. I look back and remember and it seems as if vivid imagery from a bookö but I cant remember how I felt. If only that would come back to me. I look at stockholmstreetstyle and recognise faces, makes me realise how small Stockholm must really be. I lay awake at night, just as I am now, unable to sleep because my heart is pounding, craving to return.
My swedish has become worse, I never use it though I am eager to practice it again. I dont get to talk to Lauri much anymore and I really miss this... really really miss it. I wonder if maybe I should sell my things, my car, just pack up and move over there. But nothing is forever, Stockholm probably wont remain the place I remember but I want to see it again while I am young.
Not going anywhere with this. My entries tend to be so negative but I think it is just a negative release for me, I am quite happy these days. If only this aching in my heart would go away!
My swedish has become worse, I never use it though I am eager to practice it again. I dont get to talk to Lauri much anymore and I really miss this... really really miss it. I wonder if maybe I should sell my things, my car, just pack up and move over there. But nothing is forever, Stockholm probably wont remain the place I remember but I want to see it again while I am young.
Not going anywhere with this. My entries tend to be so negative but I think it is just a negative release for me, I am quite happy these days. If only this aching in my heart would go away!