I knew that it would be weird, slightly complicated and also exciting to return back home... but I wasn't prepared for this huge emotional chaos which includes repressing the strong feeling of missing, bursting into tears all of a sudden, dreaming of Sweden at night, waking up in Germany and wanting to run away...
On the other hand it truly is wonderful to be back home, to see my sister, my friends and family to go out with all of them, to tell them about the last 5 months, as long as they're interested and listening. I am enjoying to have returned to my well-known life with all the small details I know by heart- the people I have spent most time of my life with- the places I can recognize by smelling or listening to the typical sounds...
I returned to "normality" and so, from now on, the puzzle is completed. But what if my piece doesn't fit anymore?! The "home puzzle" did not change but my piece did. Though I can try to squeeze it in, the edges will grind and cause damage on both sides. Furthermore it is to confess that my colors have diversified- I am not of the same sample board anymore. I need to find another puzzle but I will take along some of the other pieces, too. They don't fit, actually I am sure that I never had the right place in this particular puzzle. Actually, I don't like puzzles... too static and only nice to look at afterwards.
Let's go and create something else.. maybe life as a MEMORY or DOMINO so that we can easily vary the rules and alter the constituents...
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