ICE

There was 9 months in shanghai.

And now i am back in Stockholm

maybe i should write about that 9 months, but that will just be a piece of useless junk that not even i want to read about.

because what happened could not just simply be written in words

because what happened was you.



being back is strange. i guess that has something to do with how i felt before i came back. it was somewhere between "oh i wish i was there 6 months ago already" and "maybe i should just stay here, leave everything behind so i dont need to face all the problems". and when you are stuck in between 2 very opposite kind of feelings about something, you just dont know what to feel anymore.


sweden is different for me now this time around. I feel free, even with all the responsibilities that i have to take. and i was happy when i landed. cuz i was thinking about you and my friends that i havent seen in a long time. I missed you, and i missed them a lot.

maybe i was too hopeful on too many things, then soon i realized that maybe i was too happy, maybe being back isnt just that simple, to do something that you and me planned to do, and i will get on with everything that i need to do. the shock just hit me, and i guess it is just a part of the process.


hell, i am back. And i am here now so nothing can stop me.






I just wish that there was nothing stopping you either.