And it’s absolutely weird. I keep asking myself, whatafack I am supposed to do back home. Stand in the roaring crowd in front of Stureplan at 5am and yell with the other wolves…
I do miss Shanghai.
The urge to find the next gig only multiplied before I left, and after my first weekend, tripled.
Now misunderstand me right, I love being home and see my family, friends and being able to surf freely on the web.
But that’s about it.
Things have changed so much since my last visit. Stockholm is, as always, a carbon copy of its yesterday’s self, but again as always, sometimes it’s not the place that changes when you go on a journey.
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