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So, I’m unpacking some stuff again, I’m actually looking for an old diary, and my key. Didn’t find any of them, but something else instead.
My old letters. Those are letters and cards that are at least 5 years old. Made me somewhat nostalgic. I found letters from my dad that he sent me when he’d just recently moved away from us (1995-1996), I found birthday cards from when I turned 5, 12, 13, 17… I found cards from my graduation. I found the card I got from Adina explaining her birthday presents when I turned 18, and I realized that I listened to her. The photo album I got is indeed filled with pictures of people that I back then counted as my second family.
And I found all the card I’ve got from Emma during the years, from her vacations. Two of the cards from her are from USA, and I remember being so impressed that she’d been there. I’ve got a couple of cards and letters from Vilhelmina. I’ve got a Christmas letter that I got one year, and I remember how she forbid me to open it before Christmas (the letter actually contains a part that says “In case you opened this too early: “BAD SABINE!”")

And I found all the letters from my two best friends from Södertälje, that they sent me the during my first months here.
And I found cards from a person that I haven’t heard from since I was 15, because the person just didn’t want me anymore.

I am amazingly old, lol! So much has happened the last couple of years, they’ve passed by fast but at the same time I’ve been through so much that I sometimes think I’ve always lived here, and had this life with this job. I almost can’t remember the time before that.

Well, I should finish unpacking this, and then start working. Need to work a lot this month!
Ciao!



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