Commuting, as usual. It seems to be the only thing I do, doesn’t it?
I’m on my way home from work, at something or other past nine pm, and there is too much people. Strangely, I had no issue with this amount of people when I lived in the UK. But here in Sweden, it’s making me feel crowded, when all I really want is to be alone. Not that I’m not, I don’t know or recognize a single soul in this heap of people. Hah, I’m such a strange one, aren’t I? Wishing for companionship, while at the same time wanting to be left to my own devices. I miss the UK too, London most of all, but even Swansea, in all its miserable glory.