Few months later

Iceland has hit me very hard into my heart. The deeper my travel goes into history the more craving this feeling gets. I simply cant let it go. Iceland is kicking off Lapland, Iceland is firmly on the top of my list. What is it that fascinates me, what is this feeling that is calling me?

Following FaceBook I know I am not alone with this feeling towards Iceland. But for most people it remains this feeling, but for me it controls my life. I am completely absorbed and feel so alone and misfitted into my own country. My dream my wish, it grows stronger, I want to go back to Iceland for longer time. Even if it was for the rest of my life. I know my life will never be the one that I would love, I will never be surrounded by friends who would feel the same as me. I dont have people who would do anything for me. I give up on that and being overly nice. If my life is meant to be solitary, I rather be in the surroundings that can understand and reflect me. I just want to roam the endless plains, the rough nature that sometimes comes in harsh with life lessons. I believe it is my only rescue.

I am very happy to know that a possible next visit is in clear vision. Exactly 6 months after my first visit. With my goal to search for work, in which the horses will be the main goal. I hope I can work it out, since looking for work is not my strongest act. I so hope the last bits will help me get to Iceland, it is 90% sure. And this time I do hope to see a bit more of the country. And then I guess I will also have to go again in autumn, just to complete a mission, the one I wanted this last autumn.

Iceland oh Iceland.... sigh....