DON'T THINK THAT I'M PUSHING YOU AWAY WHEN YOU'RE THE ONE THAT I'VE KEPT CLOSEST

so starts the last ten days of my life in stockholm. the beginning of the end.  i haven't slept alone in over a month and my room has slowly but surely become hotel katie. last night, hosting four in total. two mattresses on my floor and a sassy martín alone in my bed.  alarms at 9am, hair for breakfast. i'm feeling a bit sad now but it's o'cake.  i'm posting a photo because for me it feels i have completely changed. the other day i thought how it will be to go home and how different things will be there and how i'm curious about what it's like there now.  but of course it is the same as i left it.  i am the one who's changed and the time here passes faster than the time at home but at the same time has much more depth.  i met all the most wonderful people and formed a family from france, italy, and spain.  it feels as if i've lived an entire life's worth here and that i am completely a different person. so in this photo, i look the same.  i don't feel the same.  but i guess that is the best kind of different.