So now it's a week until I arrive in Seoul. I am really exited. As the trip approaches it feels like the days are speeding up. Its been like that for a while now. It almost seems like the observed time of each day is proportional to the time left until i leave. Quite opposite of how waiting for christmas as a child felt like. It is probably just the universe saving up observed time from my quota, to push it all in when I arrive. All the new smells, tastes and impressions often make days seem like an eternity. I remember friendships i got while backpacking in Australia. People i met only a few days ago seemed like i had known them forever. 

This feeling of sitting on this rampart train called time waiting for it to go around another bend is quite exiting, but it is also frustrating. I have so many great people I leave here in Norway, whom I would love to spend some more time with before I leave. Luckily I am not going for more than half a year at the time, so it won't be that long until i see them again. 

Right now I'm on a plane from Trondheim to Oslo. I have cleaned out of my apartment, throwing away things i don't want to pack and don't need, and packing the rest. Its been a couple of days with non stop work, but I find I rather like doing projects like these. Listening to music, smell of the soap, a little sweat from scrubbing. Luckily for me it was really dirty everywhere so cleaning felt extra rewarding. Now the place looks smashing and I kinda wanted to stay for a bit to enjoy it. I would probably just manage to make it dirty again.

Anyways, time is moving fast, so I have to catch up and make as much as possible out of my last days here. No time for blogging!