Today I woke up to sunlight and wind, the exact weather one could hope to expect by the swedish coast. In a week I'll be there. In one measly week I'll wake up in my bed at home.
I think it is my home, still. I mean, Switzerland is where I spend most of my time, have most of my friends, go to school and have my gym membership. And most swedish people don't make me very proud of my nationality. But I just miss the place. We went to that house every weekend. Year after year we filled it up with more and more useless stuff. I still love the grocery store, the restaurant we always go to, the way you can walk through the entire central town in less than 10 minutes. Laying on the wooden deck being just a bit cold despite the sun shining, because of the breeze coming in from the ocean and the water droplets on my skin.
I've managed to get through two weeks out of three now at work, and it's probably been the most strenuous time of my life.
Now I'm dragging myself to the gym, even though my legs are still sore from Thursday. I might take it a bit easier today because of that.
I hope I'll be updating more now. The posts have been a bit spaced out lately.
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