Declaration of Ambivalence
This is me. Sitting in a study well-furnished for me to feel at home in this transit country, my first land where I am a long-term expat, waiting for our time to leave for my husband's homeland.
It's already been 8 months in this caravan-home but it still feels new or maybe unattainable. Having rejected all the limited options on my way, I've always told myself that I like to rule my own game. But in the end I found myself desperately in need of some directions. A blueprint, I say I lack in my life. Apart from the anti-role models of my life, someone to aspire to... Could that be me myself?
This will be the making of my own homeland.
31.03.2016
It's already been 8 months in this caravan-home but it still feels new or maybe unattainable. Having rejected all the limited options on my way, I've always told myself that I like to rule my own game. But in the end I found myself desperately in need of some directions. A blueprint, I say I lack in my life. Apart from the anti-role models of my life, someone to aspire to... Could that be me myself?
This will be the making of my own homeland.
31.03.2016
