04 april 2022
On my first work trip. Strange feels. Unsettling. At a tiny Swedish town, the weather is gray, staying at the IKEA hotel. Hard to find a more depressing building. I kind of feel like an observer or a tourist. Not necessarily in the physical setting, but in the overall situation. All my coworkers are a lot older than me. Even though I haven't lived with my parents for quite a few years, this somehow feels like when I didn't sleep at home for the first time, or when I travelled alone. Strong sense of liminality, in many ways.