So, I'm back in Sweden. I'm trying to take the good with the bad (and the ugly). It's both nice to be home but at the same time it is rather hard.
I have a ton of things I need to straighten out before autumn and before The Big Move. But after my trip to London I feel more confident about it all, I feel like I belong in London, at the moment, and I need to prepare myself for moving there.

However, being back in Gothenburg is like being in a cocoon, it's too nice, safe and relaxing. A part of me feel like I need it, but an other part tells me that it will hold me back.