Till I collapse

Making any sense with these posts is tough. To make any, I would have to go back a couple of years, when the pain started.

"It is ok she said, you have nothing to fear, I am here now", she said with her crisp sweet voice.

Life was getting better. I was sort of recovering and I had invited the girl with the yellow dress home to cook and sleep. She did not hesitate for a moment even at 10 pm in the cold. I was in the kitchen, without any lights on peeking outside the large window hoping to get a glimpse of her shadow.

I rushed out and the pale leftover light of the old lamppost was overshadowed by the dark sky. The sun had set in a beautiful autumn day. I could hear some children from the neighbor's house. I could smell freshly cut grass from the nearby park. I had a nice affordable house with a cozy room, heat and enough income to eat and survive. My university grades were great. I had found a girl that would love me until the end of the world and I was just beginning to realize it. I was almost living the Swedish dream of Hus, Volvo och Hund (House, volvo and dog).

But dreams have the nasty habit of going bad when you are not looking.

I woke up sweaty, reminiscent of those times and looked at the clock. I guess it was just a bad relapse of the past but little I knew that the emotion would creep in into my new work.

New work? Oh that's right. I am working for SIWI (Swedish International Water Institute) and it is awesome. Never again have I felt more respected, needed and welcomed in a workplace before. I just finished my first week and along with the beautiful Swedish summer it has been fantastic. Barring this little incident.

After waking up like this, I wore my good smile, left my worries at home, put my new lovely dress shirt on, fired up happy songs and took the metro to work. The day went by pretty nice, with loads of fika, smiles and food outside in a beautiful garden. Then as I finished work Pernilla, a really nice woman that works in the office started talking to me, trying to lure me to have some incredible cookies that smelled heavenly. I am on super healthy diet for the past 2 months so somehow I refused.

We started talking about life, work and she took me to one of those meeting rooms to discuss more privately. She mentioned my älskling, the girl in the yellow dress. She asked me if I lost her, if I missed her, if I love her, if we have stopped all contact.

In the blink of an eye, I broke down like I had been hit by Zeus' lightning. I asked her to change the subject as I burst in tears. In my 5th day at work. Sometimes you feel weak, you kneel and you question your ability, you want to give up. But somehow, miraculously, you find the strength to get up and fight. No matter how much you want to stay on the canvas, no matter how hard the hit was.

Tell me why we are so blind to see, that the only ones we hurt are you and me?

Well, I am an educated fool, with a goal on my mind and I will pursue that goal until I collapse.

Goodnight Sweden

PS. The Swedish summer and Stockholm are the most beautiful things I have experienced in my life. Live, love, hope fools.

A fascinating day in my life

"What will you do in Sweden man? You will miss the Greek weather and summer!"

 Next time i see my friend i am going to smack him in the face.

June, a month we are supposed to be at the beach all day in Greece.

I will miss summer in Greece. But this month is seriously irritating. You don't know what to wear and it spoils your fun. So today i got up for the last time at 7:00 am, went to my trusty craptastic 7.5 ton truck and delivered my fantastic dairy products to the world. On the way back my father had to do some upgrades so he left me at the local bus station to go home by bus. I was nimble and lightning quick to get there, get an overpriced ticket, buy some overpriced Redbull and chips and start noticing all the great things around me.

Tripoli is an industrial town with ridiculous weather for Greece's standards. It's always cold or super hot or foggy or windy or snowy. Gah. But it does have a nice landscape and some nice sights if you look closely outside the window.

So in a nutshell i was roaming the bus station with a witty, weird smile, touching and teasing everything.

Incredi-bad craftmanship but who doesn't love minions?!

Overpriced toys, hilarious chinese and spanglish descriptions and weirdly themed books about selfconfidence and infidelity. Posters from Prison Break and Lady Gaga as well as a bunch of Asians waiting for the bus.

They started sleeping after i took this shot. Why is he feeling so defensive?

After touring the entire shop 17 times i got bored so it was time to wage war on the outside area. The bus was supposed to be there @ 13:30 pm, but it finally arrived at 13:47. That would have been unacceptable in Sweden btw. So there was a little man (he was over 30..) ready to cry because he felt stressed that the bus wouldn't come or that it left. I think he has so much anxiety and stress in his life that it eats him from within like a plague. Poor guy. But the picture made me giggle a bit.

Poor guy. Stress is one of the worst deseases in the modern society.

Oh. Let's not forget the cheesy metal plates that you can put in your car to look like a proper SWAG kangouras. What's a kangouras? Hmmm. A guy thats has less hair than a woman, wears a shirt with a massive V and has his shirt collar up. Something like this:

This is the central striker of the Greek National Team...Kostas Mitroglou.

That will make you 69% more attractive. Guaranteed.

And that's how my days usually pass untill i move to Uppsala...They definately have their moments. Like when the owner of a really large camping site in Gialova tried to explain to some German tourists that the sandwich has turkey and he did not know the word so he started doing turkey sounds. It's a great camping, please do not hesitate to visit it!

If i don't drop dead untill tomorrow i will maybe do an article on the midsummer festival that starts in Sweden and is a really weird and awesome tradition.

Swede's celebrating every moment of the short Scandinavian summer.

Enjoy the upcoming weekend!