Back home again, after about ten months, feels a bit strange being here. It's so familiar and yet so much has changed, the new things that have been built, the people and I guess mostly me.
I am very happy where I live but it's really nice to be back home. I got asked on the first day back: So when are you moving back home?
If I would move back it would probably be first in a couple of years, at the earliest. I love it here, but it so much nicer to "just" be visiting.
I miss my friends and my family, but I have moved closer even if it now is a 2hour ride via bus and train / 1 and 1/2 hours via car so I will try and visit more often now - I will not wait 10 months to come back home this time.

So it's my birthday in 17 days, turning 24, it feels a bit odd but you know one apparently keeps getting older each year - for some odd reason. I thought I just turned 18 but it's been a while since then *chuckles*
and from the looks of it I will actually have some visitors this year, unlike last year when it was me, my aunt, her husband and his mother (though it was very nice either way!!!).

So why am I back home? House sitting and taking care off/watching my grandmothers cats, she's visiting my uncle and his family :) so one week back home is really nice (so far, third day here). Took my first swim in two years the evening I got here, and from the looks of it there might be a couple more chances to go swimming later this week :)

Going over to my family later today :) Meeting with my childhood friend/"sister" and her baby boy tomorrow ^^ Saturday it's "Cosplay meet-up" in the park. Oh and Friday is set for hanging out with friends as well.

I general I am feeling really great (= a bit strange to say and actually mean it, but it's a good strange.

Well I will try and think of something to do before dad comes to pick me up so bye for now!

With love
Sam