I arrived to Sweden this morning. The kid slept when I left. I can't say that I am happy about being away from him, but I guess I would be less happy if I didn't do anything to finish my studies.
It's strange to be back in Sweden. It feels like I've returned home, though I don't have a home here (I am at my friends' during my stay). The town looks the same and yet new houses have appeared here and there. Swedish language sounds very familiar and easy to comprehend and still I feel like I can't use it.
The school will start on monday. Before that there should be a strong storm on sunday. They say one shouldn't go out at all. I have been invited to have a dinner with my friends tomorrow. How will I get there if I can't go out?
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