mornings in wintry stockholm: waking up at 11 am, looking out the window and seeing the sun. in this place, the sun is always shining, it doesn't matter if it's the darkest day of the year (yes, i was there!). and every morning is always filled with melancholy hope. getting up smiling, a bit dazed like waking up from a good dream, and infinitely, infinitely, infinitely better because i am waking up TO my greatest dream: living here. listening to amiina and secondhand furniture while preparing breakfast/brunch: ICA cornflakes and milk in cute graphically-designed milk cartons. or sometimes i will just go to don corleone's at the corner to have hawaii pizza. hawaii, not hawaiian. dressing up, red travel pass in my coat pocket, walking down the stairs, looking out the window overlooking valhallvägen. this is the place. walking to the tunnelbana or to bus 53. living my life.
early morning thoughts: what shall i do today? will i see him? does he like me?
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