Moving once again
Today i moved again to another place to stay for a month. I am getting used to it. Each time it is a dive into another house, finding a small place for myself.
But i do know there will be an end to this moving. I felt really tired today after i had put my things in my room. I don’t know how my life will go on, but i am sure it will not go down. This all serves a purpose to me. This al makes me learn, makes me stronger.
That is what i keep telling myself anyways.
This evening, still tired. I might watching some television, or something else. And go to bed early.