I´ve written before of the sense of belonging. Its weird, Iceland´s national identity is being re-written as we speak, and I am not there to participate in it or experience it. I´ve complained for years of our political in-activism but now that people are actually marching the streets and protesting, I am sitting in a cozy job abroad. Building up other people´s countries while my own is burning. I am actually afraid that when I go back, I wont even belong there anymore. I´ll be a foreigner without a country.