Blogging is fun, but it takes some time to find the right tone, and to add the bits and pieces that actually might be interesting. It's easy to feel a bit intimidated, as there are so many ambitious blogs out there. That is, however, beside the point. Bloggin by definition should be an open ended affair, leaving the floor wide open for all participants. But, like so much else on the web, what could be labeled fake professionalism take over and rule by force and speed alone. Not that you have to buy any of it, but it is hard to ignore. Sort of like all this spam mail now clogging the once wonderful tool called e-mail. Nah, i am not one to nag about the good ole times, things are changing, is all. But i don't have to accept that. I can still make my small little blog here in this corner of the web. Nice to have you here.
For years i felt like i belonged to some other place. I was born and grew up in Göteborg, on the west coast of Sweden. My father is Swedish, my mother is Finnish. I grew up with my mother, and i always identified with her Finnish roots. Every summer we went to Finland, i learned some (not much) Finnish, and felt like i belonged there.
Turning 20 i decided to move there. I went "home", or so i thought. I quickly discovered that they did not much care for me there. My family relations there were not especially happy to see me, nor did they keep much in touch. The swedish speaking minority was not very open, to put it mildly. I thought we would through a common language be able to communicate, but i soon found out that there was not much in common there.
In short, it would take years to adapt. Hence i have done exactly that, and found a place for me. Now having lived in Helsinki for close to 18 years i consider it "home". But as i walk these streets i realise i am no
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