There
Back to Lund. Strange sensation, a bitter taste on my tongue. I don't think it's because I'm back. I think it's because of the total lack of implication (from myself) when it was time to say goodbye (again) yesterday morning with my parents (especially my mum). I thought they'd understood the last time, but they hadn't. They still think they can hold me all their life, but it's not the rule. I am on my own (well, apart from this tiny detail that is money) and I feel good like this. My "home" is here in Sweden for now, and I have the certainty that it will never be again where I grew up to my parent's house. I have been sure of this for a long time now, and I thought it was clear with my parents, but it seems they still hope, they still consider me as the son coming back every time. But it's over.I'm not mad though, it's a normal reaction for parents.
Two more days with them and I was not far from depresssion. I know it's not nice at all to say that, but I'm honest.
I'm glad to be back.
Tonite, we have already plan to gather all together for a beer at Ariman café.
I'd like to see snowing now. Really. Oh, by the way, those vaccations were great. Thank you Qiao, Summer, Carol and Theo... I had a lot of fun, even if sometimes you were a bit late or do everything you could (inconcsiously) to annoy me :) You've been the best guests ever !!! Thank you thank you thank you
written by lolo/ @ 18:50
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