A Sunday night...

So once again I'm sitting here and it's getting late...Tomorrow I need to get up early to help dad to drop off the car. Was looking thorough some pictures from the US and I really miss you all! I know I'm coming back soon but still....
Well anyway I'm having a good time here and every now and then childhood memories come back, for example the Sunday night feeling in our house. Certain things always happen on a Sunday night, there are some things we always eat and shows we always watch and my mom always iron which gives of a nice kind of calming smell. Of course it has changes a little over time but a few things are still the same and I think it gives me a sense a security. I missed that feeling a lot in America especially in the beginning, I think we all feel like that when we are growing up, most of the time it’s wonderful to be free and have the life full of possibilities cause that’s how I feel right now. I don’t think you have to cross the Atlantic Ocean to lose the sense of security because it’s not really about the distance, more about growing up and being on your own. Some people might envy the strength of going away for so long, but I envy the strength of people staying. When you graduate life hits you so fast and for me the easiest thing was to go somewhere else and I don’t mean that in a bad way it has been incredibly good for me and I’m really glad I went! Some people that have been away like me and came back say that it feels like nothing changed since you left, but I don’t agree. Things might be the same but now I’m seining it from a different pair of eyes and everything is different. Soon I’m going to have to figure out what to do next, I’m at a place where anything can happen which is really exiting but sometimes I feel small in a very big world, then Sunday nights are nice.

Here are some pictures from today when Jimbo and Nalle (Jimbo’s best friend and neighbor) had a play-date and from the other day when I had dinner at Mattias and Emma’s place…
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