i ordered oneway ticket, hugged my mum, stepped in to the airplane. i wanted something different so there i was, leaving.
three hours from the landing of the plane i sat in a party with a glass of white wine in australia. i think that is called living. we scandinavians are too busy with our phones and we wouldn't even notice if the world had collapsed as long as the internet connection is working. my friend said to me: ''we don't blog it. we live it.'' so that is exactly what i'm going to do here.
ps. do not expect me to contact you through anything but if i do, be honoured.
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