I had all day today to prepare myself, for the new job I will start and in the same time for Easter. Somehow I feel deprecated, from the spirit I used to have. It was something inside, that reacted emotionally to this period, to this week especially. I used to be sad in this period, sad but awaiting. Now it’s so deserted in there, lonely, sad, sometimes mad … but not awaiting. Part of the hope has vanished into thin air like a fresh Rexona on a windy day. Now you see it, now you don’t.It is interesting though isn’t it ? How decisions you make in seconds can change, years of experiences and traditions and feelings. Just like that! I’m on the timeline though, right upon the start, wondering if ever again I will have the power to feel like I did before. To go to a place where everybody knows my name and they are happy that I came, a place with friends that you can easily call home without wondering if you ever belonged to it or not, where feelling is not forbidden and attention is not to be begged for. To have a purpose

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