Where do you go to my lovely?

"Where do you go to my lovely when you're alone in your bed
and tell me the thoughts that surrounds you I want to look inside your head"

And again I was reminded of the importance of having a place where you find peace of mind in a society that never stops. Somewhere to give yourself a break from all the constant torrent of information, all demands and just allow yourself to think. Feel. Get inside your own head. Allow all the feelings, thoughts and impressions to fall into place. Get perspectiv Get closeness. To what is important. Let it hurt. Be happy. Feel until you can't breath and you're about to break. Cause that's when it's all is so fucking beautiful.

I get peace of mind when I am alone with my stereo. And now it's nearly summer so it's all happy tunes. Cause when the summer is here we're happy. We're living. Or are we? Me and my loveliest friend Stina saw this movie yesterday where a guy comits suicude in the summer because he just doesn't want to go through another winter. Stina told me she had read that in Sweden (the country with the highest rates of suicides in the world), most suicides are comitted during the summer. Maybe that's because it's not allowed to be sad and lonely during the glittery summermonths. You're supposed to do all these things, meet all those people. If you're not, then it's just miserable. And then things get out of propotion.
Anyways. I love that the light is finally here. Every morning when i walk or bike to work I get this silly giggle when I cross the bridge and Stockholm is covered in bright sunshine. I can see football in the park, a beer in the sun, see it being more of those moments five a clock in the morning when "jag ger dig min morgon" is the most beautiful peace ever written, see mischief, water and a boat. And I leave all those serious thoughts behind and decide to just go with the flow. Gangstas.

2009

It's 2009. I'm listening to Spotify (playlists, not albums). I'm reading about how you can use the financial crisis to set up your own business. I'm paralyzed by all the opportunities given. I'm wearing something that's not a top, but not a dress either. I'm thinking about Nikita who I haven't met yet cause she's fresh like...well, the newborn baby she is. I'm changing tune before I've finished the one I was listening to before. I'm in between things. I'm trying to figure out whats best for ME. I want to save the world. Im skipping tune again. And now I've got a blog.
It's 2009 folks!