A different view on life
My time in the U.S. has really screwed me up. Before I went here I was afraid of the future: I couldn’t imagine myself having a nine to five job, settle down and get an apartment or even own my own car. Now I’m actually planning what kind of furniture I’m going to have in my future apartment and thinking about whether I would like to have a cat or not. If I’m getting a cat, I will probably name it Måne, that’s Swedish for moon.
Cat or no cat, that’s not what I’m bothered about right now. I’m surprised by the change that I’ve obviously been thru the last three weeks. The fact that I am no longer afraid of the future, just hit me yesterday, and I don’t really know how to respond. Yes, it’s great and I like it. I like the fact that I no longer shiver when I think about the future. But in the meantime, I’m wondering why my opinions changed and if many more of my opinions will change. It wouldn’t be surprising, I’m in Oklahoma and many people here have a different point of view on life than I do. So, who knows what kind of view on life I will have in four months?
Today I miss the home cooked dinners. I would kill for some regular boiled potatoes, meatballs and lingonberry jam.