Don't get me wrong, I love, love, love that I have a job now. I love all of the things I feel like I don't have to worry about anymore. Will I be able to get by with my limited Swedish in some workplace? Will I have to resort to cleaning toilets to get my foot into the job market? Will I get tired of America's Next Top Model reruns? Having a job is both a huge relief and a major milestone in my life here and I can't tell you how thrilled I am about it. But - and there is but one but - I don't seem to have the time to explore as much. I used to be out and about often in the afternoons, on my own or with girlfriends, and I miss that a bit. So sometimes I catch myself gazing out the window next to my desk like some sort of caged animal. A caged animal with a salary, at any rate.
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