I have such mixed feelings about leaving New York. Our storage is empty, furniture are sold, bags are packed. Time for our european adventures to start for real. Happy-sad-crazy-glad probably explains the feeling the best.

I’m sort of a hopeless romantic and I always daydream away in terms of movie scenes (with soundtracks). I never ever thought of myself as a leading lady (more the best friend to the leading lady). But now I’m sitting here with a guy who decided to quit his job and move to Sweden for me. That feels pretty leading lady to me.