My father is an involuntary beekeeper. Not that he doesn't like bee keeping, it was never his intention to do it for a living. But after we fled to Sweden from Bosnia during the early 90's he couldn't find work in his profession again, so he took to his hobby as a means of winning bread. And I think that that's what I'm trying to do too, make a living out of hobbies and avoid any kind of profession. Seems to be working out, I guess.
I live in Hjulsta, which is a suburb to Stockholm, and I see more black faces around here than white ones. I've become so used to this, that I find myself fidgeting when I'm moving in the more segregated, all white, places in the Swedish capital. I don't trust homogeneity. It strikes me as unnatural. That's why I'll be doing most of my tweeting from home, and try to represent the more "colorful" side of Sweden, the one I know. The one that doesn't scare me.
I normally tweet as @yallknowitshaso.