I keep drinking my coffee and waiting for something to happen with this life. I wait for the subway to come, two minutes left and I keep thinking is this what i do with my life. I am sick of subways, commuter trains and buses. I am desperat and screaming for something new. Lucky me, I am moving to gothenburg in a week. It feels so good that I am about to burst open.

But I have to be honest too, I am going to miss Stockholm. My dear Stockholm how nice you have been to me during these nineteen years that I have been yours. I love you and I always will. Thank you for all the nights that I have danced away, thank you for the mornings when I came up by Fridhemsplan and the sun greeted me good day. Thank you for all the wonderful people I have gotten to know. All the secret places that you’ve shown me. Thank you, and you will always have a secret room in this beating heart of mine. I assure you, you have not seen the last of me.

But I do need something new. I need a new city to take care of me, to show me new lovely cafés and amazing people. I need new streets, nights and fun. I am ready for you Gothenburg, but please be kind to me just like Stockholm have been all these years.

And yes I am writing in english for now at least. It feels good and natural. I need to do what feels good to me. It is also a change, which is precisely what I am looking for. Fall is arriving, and how cliché it might sound, it is a time for new things and fresh starts. I have a new computer so I will do my best to blog some more from now on. This will be good, I know it deep down in my heart and my soul.