Home was good
So, time is running out. In the beginning of the month of July I will be leaving my safe workplace at the Hearing clinic in Borlänge. My temporary employment is over and I will be heading off to new adventures. Been to Värnamo, Småland for an interview and I think it went quite good. So, I might be going south towards the end of the summer. That scares me. Even though I haven't had such a good time here in Borlänge socially. The job has been great but my friends and the new friends I was hoping to find, have failed me.
I knew it was going to be hard to move all alone to a completely different place. But I never expected it to be THIS hard. It really sucks. I can only hope that next time it will be different.
I miss the one person that made his place bearable. The one person that made me laugh and made me talk about really serious things without beeing bored. A person that cared. But all that is gone now and somehow I can't help thinking it had something to do with me, or something I did. I know that's probably not the case but I still wonder. Cause we really got along great. He really made my days. He of all would know how it feels to be alone in a new environment. Because he too has been in my shoes.
I really, really hope that I didn't do anything wrong....I hope he's just busy with work and tired from commuting every day. I hope that there's will, but just not enough time. But like a friend of mine wrote in his blog, it's the ignorance without given reason that plagues us the most. I want a straight answer but I'm afraid to ask the question needed.
I hate change.
Today's life-saviour: OSI: Office of Strategic Influence - Free (the album that is...)
I knew it was going to be hard to move all alone to a completely different place. But I never expected it to be THIS hard. It really sucks. I can only hope that next time it will be different.
I miss the one person that made his place bearable. The one person that made me laugh and made me talk about really serious things without beeing bored. A person that cared. But all that is gone now and somehow I can't help thinking it had something to do with me, or something I did. I know that's probably not the case but I still wonder. Cause we really got along great. He really made my days. He of all would know how it feels to be alone in a new environment. Because he too has been in my shoes.
I really, really hope that I didn't do anything wrong....I hope he's just busy with work and tired from commuting every day. I hope that there's will, but just not enough time. But like a friend of mine wrote in his blog, it's the ignorance without given reason that plagues us the most. I want a straight answer but I'm afraid to ask the question needed.
I hate change.
Today's life-saviour: OSI: Office of Strategic Influence - Free (the album that is...)