Weekend. I remember when I lived in Sweden you awaited each week to the weekend. Sleep in and be able to do what you want. Now that you're free all winter, you're waiting for the first to go away and then when spring is approaching you just want to go back to work. Life here is certainly different. It really feels like a holiday and I couldn't have it better.
I'm happiest next to my boy
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