As a wandering traveler, I have become a little too good at making changes. I mean drastic changes, and not only that, they happen quickly. From one day to another, sometimes one hour to another I can decide on quitting a job, quitting a course, ending one relationship or another, sometimes friendships, that I realized way back in the past just took more than they gave. Usually the quick, sometimes irrational decisions, grow out from long hours of contemplation, sometimes it’s just the thrill of something new that imposes them.
Being the kind of person who tends to over explain every little thing, I’ve always wondered how and why people tend to walk away without uttering a word.
The end of another year is creeping near. It’s been a hell of a year, a hell of a ride, a rollercoaster to say the least, with overwhelming ups and downs.
Fall has been in the air here in Stockholm in the past few weeks.
There’s been many days lately when I’ve arrived at work, shouting “Fall is in the air!! I look forward to the fall.” For the most parts, my co-workers have looked at me as if I am some kind of weirdo – what Swede longs for fall? We all know too well the roughness of fall and winter, six months of pitch black darkness. At the most we’ll get a couple of hours of sunlight on a nice day.
Studying abroad, third stage international student.
When having lived in the UK for four years, the time when going abroad to study as part of my degree programme had come. What motivated me to keep my grades up through the first and the second year was that I had set my mind to applying for the exchange programme as part of my university course.
Following my previous post about my one year long stay in hostels in Edinburgh (in 2011-2012), I will here write about where life took me next.
Instead of starting to write about each of my stops from the timeline I posted the other day, I am going to jump ahead and write about my experience of living in Edinburgh – in a hostel.
One of the best advice I have ever been given is to change the circumstances in life whenever they stop making you happy. Of course, sometimes we do need to do things we don’t want but when what we do start to fully consume us and kill our sense for creativity and all we stand for, then, I’d argue, it is time to make a change.
This is something I have always stood by, but almost lost track of during the past few months.