In the middle of nowhere

After my exams on Wednesday I took a train to my Mom, who lives in the middle of nowhere. Actually it's not really in the middle--it's a tiny little bit to the left. Anyway, now I'm here, trapped without real internet access. I was posting this thing tonight with my cell phone, but for some reasons it wasn't published. By the way: typing on these tiny gadgets really sucks. Ok, so here the same thing again on a real PC.

I'm here in the beautiful countryside, in my Mothers practise. She's a speech therapist (I don't know if this is the correct English word, but she helps people who can't speak. For example because they had a stroke, or children with speech disorders, etc). She's gonna have an open day next week and we're preparing some stuff for that day. And I fixed some of her computer problems here. That's one thing I like about the practise, it has fast internet access and enough computers in each room.

It's funny, since I'm thinking a lot about my past (for entries in this blog), it seems like the past is blasting back. I got a message from a classmate from elementary school. She's found me on stayfriends.com. We've been to elementary school and high school together. I haven't heard from her in 10 years, but I'm happy we're in touch again. And she lives somewhere in this village now. I've told her that I'm gay and she's totally ok. I know she's reading this blog, and she likes it. At least that's what she's told me. Karina, I'm glad we're in touch again. I'm gonna answer your mail when I'm back in Stuttgart.

Actually I think being gay is no problem at all here, but I've talked to another classmate from elementary school lately, and she stopped talking to me after she figured out that I'm gay now. So what? I haven't talked to her in 20 years, why should I miss anything ... it's just rediculus. On the other hand it's the first "bad" experience I've ever had with coming out. And I'm really out to everybody. So this bitch has ruined my statistics, but who cares. Since she's obviously not a friend, no harm's been done.

And I found another friend from high school on stayfriends. It's Bianca, the girl I refer to as "my wife". I've been writing about her a couple days ago. We've been in touch for some years after high school, but I lost her address when my harddisk died about 2 years ago, and it's just great talking to her again. Nice memories came back with her.

Ok, guys (and girls), I'm here for the next few days, I won't have much time (and internet access) to comment on your blogs, but I'll be back soon.