I spent the past weekend in Stockholm. I went there for a quiet weekend, but the plans and the company changed, so I ended up sleeping less than 4 hours every night, going to a great party and dancing until my feet fell off. It was the craziest and most unexpected weekend and for some reason, I came back home feeling so so sad. What will happen if this part of my life that makes me feel so alive is over? What if this is the best and there is no best yet to come?
Have a spectacular weekend!