Random Ranting...

Our birthdays are coming up soon. Thinking about how to celebrate it. It would have been great if we had this big house where everyone could be at the same time, but I guess we'll just have to have family one day and friends another.

Other than that I have been analyzing the situation a bit.
I haven't really written here, cause 1) you who read this never give me any feedback so I don't know why you're reading and 2) I just don't know what to write.

Going back to university is a huge step, I really didn't think that at first. I just wanted to DO something. If I couldn't work. What would I do? What is it I always wanted to do?
That's right.
University.
I wanted to - not necessarily finish what I started - but I wanted to get started on the next level.

I never dreamed about weddingdresses and mr Right and that stuff. I dreamed about a doctoral ring and the Swedish king handing me my diploma in the dome of Lund. The salute for me in the park. That was my dream. I left university in 1996, to start working. I was tired after 6 years in Lund, Stockholm and Middlesbrough. I was tired of always being broke (that's what happens when you spend everything on hard rock concerts), never really gaining any money. Never being able to leave home. So I left.
My excuse was to get some life experience, rather than just write about a life I never had or knew about. It's been 12 years now. I have done some courses in between.
But all in all it's been 12 years since I left the sociology of law department.

Coming back was a dream, I never expected so much to have happened. I didn't expect it to be so hard being 12 years older than everyone else. Even the doctoral students are a lot younger than me. Once I got fired from my job (I can't really talk about it, but if the offer is right I'll write a book about my experiences...), it took me less than a week to know university was to be my salvation.

Anyway, I hope I can write some more, more often, in the future.
If you want to.