I've moved, am in Sweden. Everything is fine, apartment isn't filled with boxes anymore, got a couple of new mates (as well as old ones) and I like the school. Not to mention I've found a very good MMA club which I'm loving.
Encountered one problem in Sweden though, sleep. Oh and I know the reason as to why I can't sleep, it should disappear with time. The question is how long. It's been a bit longer than I expected but doesn't seem like I can speed up the process either...
Basic jist would be that moving countries does not = leaving all problems behind. It should, but for me, it doesn't. *sigh* I can see myself how silly the whole situation is, I'm literally losing sleep over the past. Over what's done and dusted, gone and never to be seen again. Why the Fuck?
I know I shouldn't, I know it serves no purpose whatsoever other than putting my mood down but well, I can't control my subconscious. Oh does it annoy me, I train, eat more or less healthily and used to be able to just lie down on the pillow and bam, next thing I know it's eight o'clock the next morning. Now it's very different.
Lie down, try to think about something that's not a.. past issue. Attempt this for the next three hours and hope that finally everything turns black.
And oh it rarely does, started dreaming now as well. Never used to, well never used to remember dreams. Which also means that I always woke up refreshed (dreamless sleep = deep sleep), now I have dreams every fucking nights. Not bad dreams, not good dreams, just pointless dreams telling me I've not slept good enough. Argh!
It's taking its' toll on me, I've started training quite hard now with the MMA practices + joining a school focused on sports in general. Add to that I'm getting into a new school, and I'm still sorting out our apartment. It's more or less finished now, but God, it's taking its' toll. Sometimes standing up will leave me in complete darkness for a good five seconds, as close to blacking out as you can get...
Now I have no idea where I'm getting with this blog. I'm tired, but I know as soon as my back touches the bed I'll feel like sleep is the last thing I need. I'll just end the blog here. Conclusion: I need rest.
Pointless? Probably. I have nout better to do/write though, it's 20 past midnight a Tuesday night for Heavens sake 
