Soundtrack of my life.

If you had do choose one song that would play in your head for the rest of your life, which one would it be?

I chose my soundtrack three years ago and I still find this song sexy, intriguing and relaxing.


Air – La Femme D’Argent
Moon Safari

It’s the rain in it, it makes it perfect. I love it.

By the way, do you see the little spider on my picture? See it in big here.

It’s raining today. I really don’t like the fact that summer hasn’t started yet, but I have to admit that I like rain. I love the sound of it, the smell of it, and the fresh breeze it brings. And in case it comes with thunder, during the night – it’s perfect.

Enjoy the song.

The sun

..makes everything look so much nicer.

I didn’t do what I was supposed to today, but at least I got some nice shots of the sunset.

I might have changed my mind about saving the world, can’t I just take pictures of reality instead?

No, I’m not being serious. My procrastination techniques have become more advanced with time, now my mind tries to fool me that the things I’m passionate about aren’t really interesting at all and that I don’t care about peace and conflict, international relations or psychology.

Good one, brain.

Barcelona & me

I think I would like to spend a year in Barcelona, just to get a feeling for it and see if it’s the right city for me. Right now it seems to offer everything that I look for in a city. A culturally packed place with beautiful architecture & really nice restaurants. Happy, fun-loving, relaxed people, shopping, sunny weather, great nightlife, amazing artist venues to explore.. and a beach! What’s more to ask for? Well.. a job?

I got the feeling that Barca is like a mini version of Rio de Janeiro. And remember when I said that I would gladly move to Rio if they just spoke spanish? Well, in Barca I could happily practice my beloved spanish. So.. why not? Well, I guess the current economic situation in Spain isn’t very intiving, I could imagine living there for a while to learn more spanish and maybe work somewhere, but a well-paid “real” job in Barca? Nah.. 

But who knows. Money might mean freedom and let me move around the world whenever I want to, but if I need to stay here to make it I don’t know if it’s worth it.. this place seriously has autumn all year around.

Aah.. come on now Sweden, give me some sun!