The last day in Estonia

Meredith: [voiceover] In the practice of medicine, change is inevitable. New surgical techniques are created, procedures are updated, levels of expertise increase. Innovation is everything, nothing remains the same for long. We either adapt to change, or we get left behind.

On the 27th of October, I woke up at 7:19. The alarm was set to wake me up at 6:30 and it did, I just chose to ignore it and kept on hitting the snooze button. :)
Usually when I got up (if it wasn't a weekend) I'd hit the shower, make breakfast and eat (while watching a TV show or a cartoon from my laptop). On that day all I was thinking about, was how to finish packing, get all my shit to my mothers place and get back into the city to reach my flight, which was due in 8 hours.

Starting Again - A Story Of How I Became A Hermit

Meredith: [opening voice-over] Any day where no one died is a good day. Someone said that once. Wait, it was me. I said it. Any day you wake up and your body is still moving is a good day. You can start over. You can forget your past mistakes. You can make a new start. Live everyday like it's your last. All that crap they put on pillows and car bumpers, it's all true. You're alive. Respect that. Not everybody is. 

I just reread my last post and I can't believe how much has changed. True, it has been a little over four years, but still. I can't even recognise the person who wrote those texts anymore.
The current situation is that I live alone on the edge of Tallinn and work in a huge company as an analyst (that's my job title, but at the moment, there's not that much of analysing, as much as there's data entry (by making and managing work schedules for approx. 500 people)). :)

But let's do a little cap up of the past few years. :)