Tuesday, 23 March 2010
Last night I dreamt that I was back visiting Copenhagen, for just one day. It was insane just how realistic it all felt. I remembered every street by name, by building, by basement cafe, by cobblestone. I was wearing colourful tights and a warm jacket, and was still freezing - but I loved it, and I was happy. I skipped from one nostalgic place to another, filling my day with amazingness. By the end of my dream, I was seriously considering a permanent move back to Denmark.
I'm so content in Adelaide. So happy with what has transpired these last few months, despite how much it has taken out of me. So ready for the future.
But sometimes I feel such a pull back to that funny little country.