SAD

And it's not even like there's 21 hours of darkness..
I can't stand the pressure from inside. Days pass by all the while I count the days we've been apart. I really just want to go back to Alaska. The place I love more than anything else! Maybe even more than friends, family and everything else I hold dear? Yes, I'm cynical...

I wonder how different it would be after a month of absence. Maybe huge? Maybe none at all? Who knows.. All I know is that no matter if everything's changed I would still love Alaska and just start heading north into the bush.




On a brighter note I went to Skanderborg Festival and it was.. interesting to say at least! Volunteer work like last year. I was on my own though since my friend couldn't come, but since when has that ever been an excuse to deny oneself an awesome music festival? No, exactly!
New friends and weird drunken experiences.