Today woke up dreaming of my mom being pissed off with me and wanting me to move out asap because I did something she didn't like... and then I woke up and thought: "Oh, now nice, no tantrum!!!"
By now we don't argue anymore. We discuss and work things out. Without an educational background, we just get along anyway and need to sort some things out... it actually feels like we are friends now.
Last night mom came home from her last night on her old school, saying good bye to her pupils, she had all dressed up and asked me for make up tipps. She came home about 1:30 in the morning and I was smoking a fag on the balcony. She came outside to join me and started telling me how her evening was. Not that I asked for it- she just came up and told me how it was, just sharing her experiance. Very nice. I guess I can learn that of her, just opening up and letting someone into my world spontaneously!
Yep, fair enough, friends it is, then...
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