The hurricane took my cat away

I wrote my first song this year that I actually decided to save. Based on what could very well be the name of my band if some people were more open to good and weird names. Anyways, I still have to figure our some bad guitar stuff for the song though.

Recent days I've been home for a couple of reasons, and I have been able to do a lot of thinking. I want to make a long journey, cause in this moment, I'm really really frustrated how things are going in my life. As I see it now, I have three options for long term journeys.

I could make a trip to Sri Lanka or India and do some volunteer working. According to someone I met during a party were I was a little bit dizzy, it wouldn't be that expensive. She had been in India for 4 months and all she had to pay for was the flight there and her weekend fun. Living and getting something to eat would include in the work. Since I've pretty much decided not to study medical, this would be a good option to try out one of my dreams, to help people in need.

I could also join one of my closest friends, who's dream is to open a resturaunt in Berlin. We could be up to four of my friends living there together and that would be rather awesome. Berlin is one of the greatest cities in the world and I wouldn't mind working in Germany for some time. Und wenn ich da bin, kann ich "Ik bin ein Berliner" sagen. (wich means "I'm a donought")

My third choice would be the states. I've always had a soft spot for the east coast in the states, especially around the Philly area, were I could watch the Flyers (another of my big dreams in life is to see them play). I have found out that there's a Swedish museum in Philly that I could work for, I have pretty decent knowledges of Swedish history and I would likely have a lot of fun working there. And since I'm from the Swedish slum, Killadelphia would be no match for me (eh, yeah right).

So, as I take the role of the cat, I'll wait for chance and randomness, wich would be the hurricane, to come and take me away.