End of an Era
My roommate left yesterday. I can't believe that the four months are already over. I remember the first time we met:
"Ah, you're the Swedish guy!" - "Oh, you're the German guy?"
From then on everything just worked fine. You know all those stories of friends moving into a shared apartment just to become worst enemies. So I was somewhat worried to live in an apartment with somebody that I don't know at all. But as it turned out, everything was fine.
So right now I'm sitting here and the apartment feels kind of... empty. Even though I always complained about Manne's taste of music and he obviously didn't like my music very much either, it was a great time.
Manne, you were not only a pleasant and great room mate, you also became a good friend. Thank you for the great time, thank you for being such a good friend. Miss you, man!
See you in Stockholm or in Munich!

