I’m not sure how I should feel right now. I know how I do feel, but I’m not sure how I’m supposed to feel.
It’s about a week since we returned from the Europe trip. Zandra has been… distant, this past week. We haven’t really talked since just after we returned. I went over once to give here some of her stuff I’d gotten with me and to talk a bit, which we did. It might just be the contrast of going from being with her every day to being apart from her.
Continue reading “Relations Update”
A report of the Europe trip
A great trip later (many small ones) and one huge experience richer. It’s of course impossible to summarize the entire trip as a whole except to say it was… interesting into the last minute. I’ve learned things and experienced things and felt things. I’ve had expectations tossed onto their heads and also experienced some pain.
When I was little we went on a number of vacations, sometimes to the coast, sometimes to the mountains between Sweden and Norway to ski, and sometimes we went out camping with our caravan. In later years we started renting a sailboat each year for a few years until dad bought his own which we then went out with up until I moved out. This has been my first proper vacation with no family.
The trip in question is a car trip across Europe, from Sweden to Spain, passing through Denmark, Germany and France to get there. The trip took place because my best friend Eric got married, and was planned by him and Elin, his now wife. They decided that instead of going on a honeymoon on their own they’d organize a trip with some friends. The trip involved them, me and Zandra and Filip, who is a long time friend of me and Eric.
The trip was also going to include a sixth person but they were unable to come.
Continue reading “A Trip, And A Return”
Dreams… are weird.
I don’t dream a lot, and what I mean by that is that I only very rarely remember dreams when I wake up. I’m pretty sure I still dream though, I just don’t remember it.
Last night I had an odd dream. I was with someone on a beach. Everything was gray, the sand, the water, the sky. Everything. We were apparently trying to build a craft of some sort to get off the beach. I assume we were stranded. I managed to get a boat (somehow) and out in the water I befriended a bird. No clue why.
The whole thing then transitioned to me trying to get some papers from a locked office room. I think it was a school, may have been one of my old schools which would make sense. I don’t know why I wanted those papers but it seemed important. I still had the bird and was trying to use it to get into the room.
That’s pretty much what I can recall at this point. It always feels weird to recall a dream because it happens so rarely.
I can’t ever recall having a nightmare. Which I suppose I should be thankful for, but maybe I just suppress them or something?
So apparently mom read the previous post about me moving, which I didn’t expect despite posting a link to it on Facebook. Apparently she took offense to the post as she thought it implied that I’d had a horrible time living there. She said she’d “read between the lines”.
Of course it didn’t say that. I wrote that there were annoyances and several reasons to want to move out. Plenty more than what I’d written about to be sure. That doesn’t mean it was horrible. It was very comfortable. Just frustrating sometimes.
So, as usual the frequency at which I write these is severely lacking. I should try to write more.
A significant thing has happened since the last post, I’ve moved! I moved out of my parents house, after roughly 26 years of living there (I’m 28, the first two years we lived in an apartment). Continue reading “The First Move”
Went out bowling with my girlfriend and a group of friends last weekend. First we had a nice meal at the restaurant.
The bowling didn’t go well at first, and didn’t seem to go very well overall, but then I ended up winning somehow anyway, although the margin probably wasn’t that large. But still.
Always a nice surprise to win at something I guess. I continue to annoy my girlfriend by being surprisingly good at bowling. I’m sure she’ll end up winning at some point.
We’re supposedly going to have a go again in about a month, as 3 out of the 6 of us have our birthdays pretty close together. We’ll see how it goes then!
I need to look up how scoring works in bowling.
Listening to our 20+ year old cat yell somewhere in the house makes me want to cry. I don’t want to listen to him anymore, but I don’t want him to go away either.