Showing posts with label deep shit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deep shit. Show all posts

Dec 12, 2013

What's the secret?

We played Houston tonight.
There was a couple working.
One did our merch.
The other was the stage manager.
They had been together for 18 years.
Not married.
No kids.
I asked them what their secret was.
Patience. 
I asked them if there's hope for me.

Let's drive to Austin. 
Day off.

This is me in Indonesia in 2011.
This moment was perfect.

Sep 19, 2013

My love letter.

He came back today.
He woke me up. 
Made me so happy. 
Made me smile. 
Made me all warm.  
I can´t believe he left me for so many days. 
I longed. 
I felt lonely. 
Something was missing. 
I was wondering if I had done something wrong. 
Mistreated him. 
I knew I hadn´t been around him as much as I should. 
Tomorrow I hope I´ll spend the whole day with him. 
I wish someone would love me like him, the sun. 
 
Wynwood colour love today. 

Apr 28, 2013

This is my relationship.


If I try to look at my job as an outsider.
It sometimes hard to understand.
It´s not anything you can explain.
"What does an assistant do".
Well I would like to say what does an assistant not do?
There is not a description of what this job should be.
Or what your duties are.
It´s there all the time.
Your job is your life.
Another person is your life.
You sometimes forget about yourself.
You get lost in the job.
A new friend also asked me recently,
what´s the difference between being an assistant and a best friend.
Well in this case.
It´s all the same.
I am all in one.
And we are like a family.
This is the weirdest job at times.
It´s the most exciting job.
The most demanding job.
Stressful.
Crazy.
And so much fun, you would not believe it.
I would not want to do anything else right now.

Today I had a hard time waking up.
I was hungover.
I was tired.
My body was beat up.
I missed myself.
I needed a day where I could say:
"Annika, what do you want to do today?".
At the end of the day it was a good sunday.
I love this day of the week.
I was also thinking a lot about home.
And how I´ve learned to live with the feeling of always missing people.
It´s hard.
But I´m getting used to it.
I came home 30 mins. ago.
And I would love to call someone at home.
And just talk shit.
Unfortunately, every time I am able to be concentrated on a conversation.
When I´m not rushing.
When I´m not stressing.
Is when everyone else is asleep in Finland.

Yesterday at my spot, The Room. 


Then at my other spot. The Radio.
I always go to the same spots,
Around the corner from home.


I always have a craving when I´m hung.
Coke or Dr. Pepper.
























This was the best thing today.

We watched standup by Kevin Hart the other day.
I became a fan.
And today all I´ve been saying is:
"Alright, alright, alriiiiiiight"
and
"You gon learn today!"