A blog that was meant to be kind of an online diary during my exchange studies.
I never found the time to write the posts and upload the photos. My life seemed to take all my time. And I felt fine with that.Now I'm back. Back in Finland, and back with the blog. I seem to get an inspiration to write a blog every now and then, but then I just get lazy and can't be bothered to do the posts. For that reason I also have several blogs, most of them are photo-related. I never deleted them and I still plan to update them every now and then. Whenever I feel like it.
Let's see how this one goes.
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So, almost a month in Finland now, after over a year in Barcelona.
What can I say, this doesn't feel right. This doesn't feel like home. Of course I missed my flat,
What can I say, this doesn't feel right. This doesn't feel like home. Of course I missed my flat,
I missed my family, I missed being able to talk so that everyone actually understands me.
But now, being here, makes me feel there's a big part of my life missing. Of course it's also this time of year, cold, dark, depressing... But I feel like a part of me is slowly dying here. I feel so uninspired, my life is missing all the colors.
But now, being here, makes me feel there's a big part of my life missing. Of course it's also this time of year, cold, dark, depressing... But I feel like a part of me is slowly dying here. I feel so uninspired, my life is missing all the colors.
I miss Barcelona. I miss the mountains, I miss the sea. I miss the parks and lovely small streets to get lost in. I miss my friends and my awesome adventures with them. I miss the misunderstandings with the lovely people with so many nationalities. And I miss the crazy catalans.
It's not easy to get used to the finnish customs again. And food, and coffee. Yuck. The darkness is overwhelming, and I'll never get used to the cold again.
And oh my goodness, I miss all the beautiful things around me! This lousy town I'm living in really isn't much of a beauty. I'm such a visual person, I need pretty things, to keep me happy and vibrant. And there is just nothing here. I need art s
And oh my goodness, I miss all the beautiful things around me! This lousy town I'm living in really isn't much of a beauty. I'm such a visual person, I need pretty things, to keep me happy and vibrant. And there is just nothing here. I need art s
hows, photo exhibitions, concerts, random acts of art in the middle of streets.
This winter is going to be so hard. I really need to fight so that the darkness of this all won't swallow me completely.
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| "paradise city", Tarragona |

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