The stressful menu of new beginnings
I am under the influence of a strong cocktail made of butterflies and worry, it is lingering in my veins and filling my being with disturbance.
And I am not enjoying it.
There is only one detox on the market that can stabilize my intoxicated state of mind satisfactory: reassurance.
First of all, reassurance that my next careers move will work out.
I am starting a work placement at a magazine tomorrow which is exciting yet scary. I don't really know what to expect and if I should have prepared more than I have. But there is not much to do now, all I can do is throw myself in there and do my best I guess. I'm really looking forward to it but I just wish the first day would be over so that I knew what to expect from now on.
Now the search for reassurance could have stopped there but hey did you think I was gonna be that good? No.
Being me, I have managed to put myself in a situation where I am over-checking my inbox, only to find the same disappointing No new messages staring back at me over and over again. Yes, silly me put myself in the oh so familiar seat of waiting-for-him-to-reply and can't see a way out of it.
Because the longer it takes, the worse it gets and you start regretting what you wrote, even that you wrote at all. In fact, I don't even know that I cared if he would respond when I first wrote the message, but because he hasn't replied the wait is becoming more painful than I can stand.
And yes, I know I am being stupid, I mean all I need to do to put myself out of this stress is to stop worrying, stop caring.
But then I guess that that is what new beginnings is all about; high expectations and much anticipation always comes with a side (or in my case, main) of nervousness and if it didn't the dessert wouldn't taste as nice. All you can do is hope that turkey isn't on the menu.
Feel free to have a look at my other blog http://nordicflames.blogspot.com/ where you can find my reviews, thoughts and comments on the music that Rocks the North!
Stockholm Rocks
Looking back at my first blog here it's ironic to think that I thought my summer was going to end up very calm and boring. I feel like I haven't been sitting still for the entire time! The time I have spent in Stockholm has been pretty good though. In fact, I love this city!
Where else can you start your day by go shopping for CD's in the world's best music store, named Sound Pollution and located in beautiful Old Town, and continue it with a sunny walk trough town with your best friend, constantly enjoying a mind-blowing scenery of water and islands, stopping for bit of coffee and cake at Kafé 44 on Sveavägen after having passed by the hectic heart of the centre, Sergelplattan? In what other city do you continue your walk along Sveavägen only to meet someone you for a split second think you know but soon realise is Anders Fridén, singer of amazing In Flames (also, your baffled stare is met by a friendly smile and you feel like you've just melted to the ground)? And where but here do you finish your morning with going shopping for organic food in a nice and cheap food store around the corner only to continue to your friends lovely flat and make plans for your move to Berlin (whilst wondering why you are moving at all)?
Where, a week later do you go for a beer on a Sunday night at Bröderna Olssons on Folkungagatan to find that the DJ is a bassist from an old Swedish rock band and happens to know your second favourite band The Hellacopters personally? In what other place else do you end up discussing the band and going on a musical tour down Hellacopter-history until 2 am in the morning together with that old rock-star and also where do unfortunately all of your male friends that you share this evening with dress in the same outfit as yourself; jeans and a checked shirt?
Stockholm is a wonderful place during the summer. However I wouldn't mind if it moved from under the massive rain cloud that is covering it at the moment!!
Italian Observations.2
Oh and a quick add to my previous Italian observations: Mass-dance or organized dancing. Basically one person (often a 20-something girl with way too much energy) instructs a crowd on moves to Italian 90s pop-songs and so they all move in the same way while she cheers them on. We are talking involvement from people of all ages and genders although the majority of the crowd normally consists of middle age women and their 10 year old daughters whilst a smaller crowd watches. This may just be holiday resort behaviour because I didn't see anything like this in Rome. But maybe we should introduce this in Sweden; after all it's a good way of keeping warm. Now that's Saturday night entertainment for you!
