Next Stop. Sweden.
I was staring out of the bus window on the way to work. Sure, new page in life with a new job. Barely a month. Don't get me wrong because I really do like my new job. But the surroundings are the same. People the same. All *same-same.
I asked *LH if we'll be "getting out of here soon?".
"Yeah. How about Sweden? After my PhD."
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