Two posts from my dairy.
19 / 07 / 18
Right now I'm sitting on a nice little balcony in Barcelona, a few hundred meters from Plaza Espanya and writing. It is so beautiful.
After a canceled flight that resulted in a new later flight, and a tense nervous taxi ride.
Everything is just so wonderful. It feels like I'm dreaming.
When you leave at the airport in Barcelona you smell a scent, a scent I can not really put what it is, but it is a specific scent. And when I felt the smell, it was like I was thrown back in time. Wow, the smell of Catalonia.
It is now 27 ° C, and small puffs of winds every now and then. Even small puffs of what almost the whole city smells like, if you know what I mean. But it's cool, it feels just like usual. It feels like home. In a little more than 1 hour, M comes home, my little heart. Oh how I missed her, my sunshine. It has been a little over 2 years since we met last, it feels like yesterday, while feeling like a whole eternity. Words can not describe how much I love this person, I would undoubtedly take a bullet for her. She has a heart of gold created by angels.
Hotel breakfast.
When going to the airport I had to go on a minibus with Norwegians, interesting experience. Yesterday I ate dinner with very kind Americans, it was an interesting experience, hearing their stories and talk about life.
I just wanted to go to Oslo and home, but the last day has just given me more and more surprises. In 1h, however, I hope to land in Oslo, 1h later than planned. I'm so tired, despite it’s been the first night I slept without waking up a week several times. Even though a full night's sleep, I had red-blown eyes and been slow all day, not even 3 cups of black coffee sparkled me up.
I like I really want to write a blog post after this fun trip, which has been special in many ways. A lot to take in, but also nice to write my thoughts down. I feel so refreshed and ready to create!
I've won life, truth told. This may be the best summer ever, I'm so happy, so glad I chose life. I dance around the bedroom basically every day. Even the hard days get well in the end. Life is worth living. Note, NO CORNY SHIT! LIVING THE BEST LIFE.
So what have I really done? Well, I would say I’ve been living the best life. And not only just for a week, mainly the whole summer. I don’t know what happened, but if I think about it deeper, I would probably know, but I don’t feel like sharing details here.
Anyway, I’ve been living my best life. I’ve been taking care of myself in a way that you may not think as ”self care”, this time I just did what I felt like doing, and not caring about what other people around me might think. I see that as self care too, self care doesn’t have to be exclusive skin care and stuff, self care is bout taking care about yourself, in ways that suits you. For me, going to a café eating croissant and drinking ice coffee by my own are my kind of self care, daring to do social things by myself and appreciate my own company. Taking walks, going on the subway to new places, getting ”lost” (but later finding my way after continue walking) etc. This is a way for me to relax and develop myself, even if it may be scary at first. But in the end, the only one who’s always with me is myself and without doing the things I do, I wouldn’t experience life or develop myself, I would stand still.
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