
What I am referring to is of a personal nature, really. When I started writing this blog, I was living in Prague. I had just quit my job back home as a teacher and left for a job in a global oil-company - which sounds deceptively lucrative and glamorous. It was not.
Anyway, before I left for my little odyssey abroad, bringing me to the Czech Republic and to the UK, I often felt like one of them polar explorers or hunters who let themselves freeze into the ice around Spitzbergen. It really felt like I went into hibernation just waiting for the winter to end and, literally and figuratively, for the ice to melt, so that I could sail south again. Living here back then I felt kind of far removed and separated from the rest of the world.
Now that I am back, and the autumn is here and the winter will soon be arriving, it again feels as if my ship is freezing in once again. Still I feel a little better about it somehow. Why it is exactly why I feel better about it this time, I don't know. Maybe it is because I had my fix of 'the World' for a while, or maybe it is because my family-situation is a bit different now. It's hard to say, but somehow I don't dread the coming winter at all right now..