This gray, long winter really knows how to make me depressed. “Still I am not from Barcelona, I am not even from Madrid. I am a native of the North Pole And that can mess up any kid.” Like The Tallest Man on Earth sings. When you feel like a messed up kid go buy yourself
The other day it hit me that this is the first February we spend in Sweden in 4 years.. It’s cold. It’s dark. A February in the north could make anyone depressed. If you ever thinking of visiting Malmö, Sweden, don’t do it in February. Drinking hot chocolate and going through forgotten gigabytes of sunny photos cheers me up
feeling ill ★ the rain ★ the lack of summer feelings ★ pay, wait and then wait some more to get to a doctor who’s an idiot ★ days like this when life feels like shit ★ that Petter is in stress mode deluxe and doesn’t even have time to laugh to my jokes or
