No more kollektiv, no more brigham, no more brigham people, no more tesco food, no more free

buses, no more people getting beat up by a girl, no more sunny days in regents park, no more

sunny days in savoy park, no more trying sleeping (and getting up, well down.., every

morning) in överslafen in a IKEA kids bed, no more Koko, no more Lyceum, no more late night

food from MrD, no more bumbags, no more "in my world it would be against the law" reading in

the toilet, no more moldy beds, kitchen or bathroom, no more trips to IKEA just to eat

swedish meatballs and drink grawy thru straws, no more primark,

no more london.

...at least not for a while. i miss it already, so maybe i'll be back sooner then i think.
i tried to look on the bright side of life and compared stockholm with london, hoping in the

back of m mind that stockholm was gonna turn out to be better, for my own good. but in the

same time, i knew it wasn't gonna happen.

anyway, here we go.

Rain and Hail                                 x   x             Sun, hopefully
Brewery Bitter                                 x   x             Prips blå

Lets make it a tie...
In any case, I miss Sweden too.

It's over. the last 5 month have felt like 5 weeks. most of the time.
I left work yesterday for the last time (exept for thursday when I'm returning my cloths...) and no matter what I told Sherman, I'm probably not coming back.
   On the other hand, I don't really have any othe plans for the summer. I fucked it up with not buying tickets for the P&L festival, (I'm devastated..!) and I don't have a job in Sweden. but I do have my own bed. Nothing beats that.

So, coming on to the last week, lagom* tierd and lagom* hungover after three leavingdrinks in a row,  I feel a bit sad leaving everything, and everyone. But on the other hand I can't wait to get home. It's gonna be good. I've never missed Stockholm as much as I do now. I never thought I would want less people on the streets, my own room in a quiet part of stockholm where nothing ever happens, no more turists asking if you sell bumbags and football t-shirts... it's gonna be great.

Now, with 6 days left in paradise city, I'm gonna try to do all the things I haven't have time to do but really want to. There is a few things. And I have to pack all my things. Probably need a month for that, but no time ! I've got better things to do.
Mama, I'm coming home.

*Lagom, a swedish word, impossible to translate. It's just a great word. The word I miss the most in the swedish language, next after kissnödig.