WORK, NOT WORK
got a text from louise today where she asked me if i work a lot, the answer to that text became: actually not (for being me) and the truth is that i can't NOT WORK unless im somewhere else. like that weekend i had in umeå, i really enjoyed having a few days of but now when im at home i get extremely bored. though to mention is that i got a lot done today really proud of my self finally sorted out all my stuff from australia, the backpack is now empty (better late than ever aight?)
i think im just too used to be working twenty-four-seven and if i don't work i always have stuff to do/see and people around me, i reckon it will take some time for me to get use to "being by my self" but when that time comes i think i will appreciate having some lonely time.
