One's roots

Spending the weekend alone ( all week to be exact) sucks, brings out memorabilia and a general feel bad for Jonas if you would have asked me, thank you .

Part of feeling sad when I'm left alone is the stinging pain I feel in my heart of missing home. Home for me is Gothenburg, Sweden. I do all right when my family is around but the minute they leave.. not so much.

I find myself searching on youtube for clips of Gothenburg. I watch them, I soak them in, I try so hard to feel the message about how great of a city Gothenburg is. It is a great city, has a lot to offer and I'm very proud to have grown up there and I'm very thankful for the values it has thought me and to how the city managed to shape me in to the person that I am today.

You think I'm full of it, see for yourself...