First of all there’s the jetlag, which is worse than the last time. I keep waking up at 3–4 AM, try to talk in English with my girlfriend and have trouble separating dreams from reality. Not exactly nightmares, but a loss of bearings.
Then there’s the more positive side – an afterglow, if you like.
It’s what happens when you get used to a city of eight million people. I feel invicible, like nothing in Helsinki could hurt me. Everything’s so small and peaceful. I know I can communicate with these people, I know how to act. It’s like living abroad has granted me superpowers.
Don’t know how long that one will last. Hopefully longer than the English dreams.
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I know the feeling so well. Just a period of two weeks spent roaming in Malaysia was enough to give me a short feeling of allmightiness in Tampere. 🙂
Hey, I know that feeling, too.
Unfortunately it’s been so long since I lost my superpowers I had already forgotten the whole thing.