Summertime Rolls

As July has not just begun, but almost reached the middle of the month, summer is reaching it's highpoint. It's hot out there, the sun baking the landscape and everyone brave enough to step outside. It's wonderful, the heat. Parts of the mind you forgot all about during the winter comes to life with a force that puts a permanent smile on your face.

Most of the time the only solution is to go in to the water... And that's the plan for Mikaela and me tomorrow. A lovely mangodrink and some cool water to soak in as the sun sets over Stockholm... what more could I possibly ask for?

Mikaela & I at Dao Beach, soaking some sun

after a dip in the water.

Rådhuset in Stockholm

Cute little Linn is almost

one year old... Time goes by so fast.

Summertime colours at their best.

On a wednesday

So I got the piercing done yesterday, but not the one I had planned. I changed some time during the day and am now the happy owner of a newly pierced left nipple. Sweet indeed, as I am greatly loving it. I care for my bodyart like a mother cares for her baby. Or at least I'd like to think I take good care of it.
It was slightly surprising that it barely hurt... Last time I got a nipple done it hurt like hell! So smiles all around ;)

On a tuesday

A musical day so far. Spotify on all morning, living in denail. I'm avoiding the sertain pain I'll have to give myself in a little bit. I coloured my hair last night, black, and sure as sunshine after rain, I have discoloured my little forehead. Bad thing, and I have tried two methods to remove the colour so far, but I still have a 'shadow' of darkness left to tackle. But luckily I don't fear pain, nothing to do but laugh at the fact that I choose redness instead haha. Anyone who have great, painless mathods how to get rid of haircolour that's stuck to the skin, feel free to comment. And don't tell me to do it with greater care, I'm the messy type and I like it that way.

Later in the afternoon I'll go get a piercing done, called orbital helix. Google it, I'm so happy I'm getting it. I'll have it in the right ear.
Usually I'm loving the idea of something, but don't get it done. I'm thinking I should change that and just start doing all the things I wanna have done. So much bare skin to tattoo, so many places to pierce.
I think the core issue for me is to do as I want, stop caring so much about what others might think. It's not their lives I'm living, it's mine. And why compromise my life?

Life is good

Summer is arriving, with it comes all that's good in this world. Not that the good doesn't come in other months as well, it just feels so much better when accompanied by sun, smiles and nice feelings...
The tattoo has healed well, now I want more of them - what a surprise!
But I have one in particular I'm thinking of doing, just don't know where's the perfect place to put it. But I'll figure it out soon enough, no worries. Plenty of good places to choose from, that's the problem.

A day spent listening to music, writing and doing too little of everything else one should do. My mind is off somewhere being happy and leaves me here like a vegetable, haha. No complains, though.. It's the best kind of happy.

Buddha, you're mine forever!

I have finally gone ahead and given myself a little gift in the shape of Buddha tattooed on the inside of my left arm. It's beautiful, and a photo or two will be shared as soon as it heals a little bit more (almost done, a week since I got it). It had been ten years since I got my first tattoo and I must say it hurt like hell getting this one done.. but well worth it! 5 hours of pain followed by a lifetime of Buddha, to make the choice was easy ;)

Summer is on it's way over here, the sun is beginning to feel warm and I'm looking forward to an interesting summer filled with writing, romance and sunshine. I feel more positive than I have been in a long time and I have nothing to complain about, for a change.

This weekend I'm visiting my sister in Gävle, which I'm really looking forward to. I miss her, she brightens up a day like no one else.

Quit Smoking Part 1

To quit smoking is a thing no smoker wants to go through. It's hell, and I'm going through it now. Not as bad as I pictured it to be, it's at it's worse when I've eaten.
Don't know how I'll deal with the habits, you don't realize how much you've shaped life around the addiction until you stop. It's been just one day so far and I feel a bit lost when I've eaten and I stand there "What to do now?" It must look a bit foolish, but it's nice to feel that I'm in control of this and that I have the power to choose, and I really don't want to smoke anymore.

It's not easy, but I know it's a good thing to quit. Even though my mood is a bit up and down, I think today will be easier than yesterday.
I spent 13 years building a nasty habit. Now it's time to replace those ugly cigarettes with something nice. For the moment, I just enjoy the strenth of caracter not to smoke.

Nature

In the magic forrest behind my house, one can find much more than just trees and large stones. I found the cover to my book through the lens of my camera. Not this picture though, but another one.
I love walking in it, it's full of secrets and when you least expect it you stumble on a path that seems so out of place, so rustic, you think you've entered another realm.