The story goes like this: I've been living in Stockholm for about a year now (okey, 10 months) and I'm moving back 300 km north, to the little coastal town Hudiksvall.
I moved to Stockholm for my education to become a make-up artist.
At first I lived with a woman in the middle of the town, but as she turned out to be mentally ill, I moved to a suburb, 24 minutes away with the metro, and I've been living at that place until now.
I've been living with a family in their apartment. I got my own room and bathroom, and full access to the kitchen. Don't think I would find anywhere better to stay than this, really.
The family consist of a father, a mother and their 3 years old son. They've been like a second family to me and I'm a bit sad to be leaving.
But at the same time, I'm happy to be moving home again. The reason being that I miss my family and friends. I'm excited!
The distance.
~ Malta
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