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  • A great view over the city, too much coffee and a phone and monitor in front of me, although I'm seeing something completely different..someone actually.

    I'm staring at that monitor right now, thinking "What the hell am I doing here?".

    Losing my mother two weeks ago changed my perspective on certain things.

    A lot of things don't seem to matter that much anymore, and work is certainly one of those things. 'Distraction' would be pretty accurate.

    On the other hand, a whole lot of things now actually DO matter a lot more than before.

    As a family we've been closer than ever and it's a great comfort that my mother and my girlfriend have known each other and really hit it off from the start.
    She's been like a mother for all of us the last few weeks and I'll be forever grateful for that.

    I can't say that my whole life is messed up, nor can I say that I'm doing all that great at the moment.
    It's a strange feeling, hard to describe properly since I'm not sure myself about how or what I'm feeling right now.

    All that I can say is that I can look back with a smile, and that has to be worth something.

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