five years is not a long time, but long enough to see your favourite restaurants close and new ones open, long enough for the coffee to go from £2.70 to £4.60. long enough to see aesop stores replace local shops in zone 2 3 4 5. long enough to do many things on your list but not everything, enough to triple your income but still having to move further and further out because no matter how fast you run you’re never fast enough. five years is not a long time but it’s long enough to go through seven versions of yourself maybe eight maybe nine? long enough to make friends and lose friends. long enough to start saying i’m going home and not be referring to the place you grew up. five years is long enough for you to love and hate this thing at the same time and realise the thing that brings you all the life and energy is also the thing slowly killing you. it’s time to go. not yet, but soon. when i moved here, i wanted life to be big. there were so many things i couldn’t understand how all the memories would fit inside my brain, how would i be able to store so many memories in just one brain!! now i want to make life smaller just me dinner here all my things i want to wake up next to my things. parks. grass. i want the floor i walk on to be mine. the girl in the weird supermarket knows my coffee order so i never have to ask her. she knows. life is small but also big. thank you london for allowing me to live a big life and a small life at the same time. you’re killing me, everything is 3x harder here, but i get to choose. i can do both. maybe that’s why it feels like home even if i am away all the time maybe that’s why i’m still here

california is not a real place

the year roosh discovered the seabob

every day is a little life

Grundsund forever

never ending spring in sf🌸🤍

january was so good this year💓 can’t relate to your january is a long monday memes sorry

For 2024, I asked for more Life. Every year, I ask for more life. If you breathe air into it, life becomes bigger, like blowing bubbles with bubble gum. I asked for more life, instead I found more of Me. I think it’s the same thing? A new year, another cut. In May, I left a part of me at Heathrow airport. I left an entire life there, 6 years of being, the most formative years of my life. It sounds like cutting yourself into several pieces and leaving them behind would make you feel lighter. Instead, it feels heavier. I think of everyone else who left parts of themselves at Heathrow before me. No wonder people complain about the air quality in Queen’s terminal - it’s made up of scattered souls, broken hearts, memories, meetings, new opportunities, and faded dreams. A new year, another cut. A part of me now lives where the world ends. Where the sea meets the sky, where reality looks altered; trees are a bit too big, buildings look like whimsical dolls houses, the light is a bit too golden, hills are a bit too steep, society feels dystopian, and streets are eery. If I continue west, I find water, water, Hawaii, a few more islands, and more water until I reach Japan. Where I live, the world map ends. This year, just like every year, I made several trips around the world - I went north, east, west, and everywhere in the middle. Every year, I tell myself I need to travel less, but every year, I prioritize it above everything else. Small things turned into Big memories: my brother had a baby, I saw my twin on our birthday and spent time with my best friends in three countries. I haven’t spent this much time with my sister since we lived in my Mother’s house. My family visited me here, in California, where the world ends, and I took them everywhere; I showed them the trees and said Look. Can you see how tall they are? I drowned in yellow sunsets, over and over, and I was the last one to wake up and the last one to go to bed. I spent a lot of time alone and found more, more of me. Asking for more Life means asking for more Death. So I died, over and over. Another year, another cut, another Life. Thank you for a very fun year🤍

mamma på besök ♥️the only person who patiently listens to me talk about the colors of the sky every minute of the day. Yes it went from grey to blue to white to pink and then blue today as well how crazy

1 month with Arbi the RB and top quality entertainment 24/7🤍 some might say 15 pics of your cat in one post is a bit much

like living inside a dream yet not dreamlike; it reminded me of vivid dreams about places that don’t exist, conversations that never happened, the kind of randomness that only happens when you’re asleep. crazy sounds wild people random events and something is always on fire. a dream is neutral, it’s not meant to be understood, it’s not meant to make sense. it’s meant to be lived seen experienced, but be careful, don’t go too close; you might wake up. i’ll be back just need to rest my feet for a bit 🤍