A Few days before Christmas
Uppsala
3 more hours to make a decision , do i go? do i stay? if i go i spend new years with two of my friends in Denmark but is it worth it, its only for two days and i could always go for half the price one week from now. If i stay i can pretend its any another normal night and ignore the crowd and fireworks outside my window. I get a premonition, there will be tears and depression if i stay. My mum calls me and shockingly suggests i go to Denmark. I call my friends and tell them I'm coming with them, throw some clothes into a bag, i already knew what i would pack i had just needed a little encouragement and mum called at the right time.
I rush to the train station and buy a ticket, thank God the prices hadn't gone up again. I say good bye to the dark Swedish days that where starting to haunt me, good buy to the mundane routine of waking up at 1pm , walking to the city to look for sales and sleeping at 5am. I say good bye to Sweden and head off to 2010.
there is only one problem ,I'm not the one who made it to the new year ,it was only my body. My spirit has been chasing after me ever since the 29Th of December I've been running too fast and living unpredictably,it seems even my mind can not catch up to my thoughts.
Fairy Tales and now it was shipped to China 
I finally get the chance to breath. My blood has finally been drained of all its inhibitors and it reaches my brain. I can think clearly and search inside myself to find out if Spirit is still there. I've been way too busy to feel empty, way too busy to feel. I realise no one is there and find a faded post it note written "wait for me". How long has it been there ? why have i never noticed it?
