"We do not become writers, dancers, musicians, helpers, peacemakers. We came as such." C.P.Estés
Friday, December 7
STHLM
I'll make this really brief, cause my battery's dying.
Codewords.
-8C, and Converse.
Matching H&M dresses.
Hot chocolate with mini-cinnamon buns.
Glögg. (Disclaimer, if you don't know what this is, please find out. It's great.)
Wintery walk around Boo. Yes, BOO.
Christmas movies and 4 hours of "uninterrupted Christmas music".
And reminiscing about previous travels.
And planning future ones.
Staring at semi-bearded fit Swedish Viking men, with their dogs, and/or without.
Planning a gingerbread house.
Watching children shovel snow.
Watching snow, fall and do other things.
Laughing at snow, pointing at snow.
Snow.
Snow.
Snow.
Listening to Nickelback. Yes, Nickleback.
Leaving the door open, cause why not.
Red and white Christmas stuff.
Using the hob to boil water/heat milk.
Having coffee first thing in the morning.
Raving to party beats, at inappropriate times.
Wearing Christmas jumpers.
Vol.1 of the STHLM Christmas list.
And now my laptop said it's dying, officially.
So I'm gonna have to carry on later.
Oh, and I'm taking Christmassy photos.
CHRISTMAS IN THE NORDIC SPHERE.
M.
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