Ever since I returned to my parents' house where I lived for a long time, I still have been counting how many days passed after I left from Denmark. This first 1 month I felt it had been 2 months or more and I could not think I have travelled in Morroco and Rome a little while ago. Now I can not believe that it has been 3 months. I am feeling that life in Denmark may have been a dream. I sometimes dream of staying in Denmark, Talking in English (very bad English even in my dream) with my friend or something relates to Denmark in the night. Maybe I would miss very much.
But I have to make an action. I would love to do something different thing from my former job or something different that I have never done before. I don't know what is that yet, but if only think about something without doing anything, nothing would be born. I need to act somehow.
It's the right time to start something new after my Danish life. Because spring has come!