The Universe...

...always wants to bring me down.

"Annika is too happy again."

So he ponders and wonders. 

What would be the best way to confuse a sensitive foreigner. 

Oh yes. 

Let´s fuck with her bank card. 

No access to money. 

And the time difference makes it tricky too. 

Perfect. 

So I cry and I sob.

And wait for an explanation. 

Which I will get tomorrow. 

The annoying thing is that I just got paid. 

Good way to save money. 

I will not let it bring me down. 

Just for a couple of seconds more. 

And done.
This brings me up again:

Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Sacrilege

I can write.

I´ve recently been surrounded by so many inspiring people.
And creative.
And there are possibilities to do whatever we want to do.
Especially one person inspires a lot.
She has this effect on me which makes me think anything is possible.
And it is.

I have a lot of stories to share.
As I said a while back.
Stories from my life.
Secret stories.
Some less secret.
And recently I´ve had the courage to share some of these stories with people.
I got a lot of good feedback.
Actually amazing feedback.
So this all ended up with me meeting a book publisher yesterday for dinner.
He really wanted to read my stuff.
I had some with me when we met up.
I got scared.
Can I do this?
What if it sucks?
What if everyone´s been lying to me?
So we decided that I would send him some stories and he could read it home.
By himself.
I pleaded for him to be honest.
Today I saw I had an email from him.
My heart started beating like never before.
He wrote a lot.
And I almost wanted to cry.
It was all good.

PS. Flew back home to Miami today.

NYC.

Is taking me in.
I am falling in love.
With the beauty of this city.
Finally.
I have been waiting for this day to come.
Recently I have:
Slept late.
Been a part of a photoshoot at the Highline.
Met an amazing friend from home.
Met an old friend from canada.
Made amazing breakfast.
Met amazing people.
Been to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs show.
To their afterparty.
Today.
Fashion party.
Ugh, me, really?
Maybe go to see Hot Chip.
Another party.
2 days left.
Oh why did I not postpone my flight for just a little bit longer.
Jumping in shower.
Gotta look superficial.
I mean it will be a superficial party.
Where everyone will go:
"What do you do?".

Orchard street, feels like home. 

Standing on a rooftop in Brooklyn.

Inspiration. 

KAREN O, i adore you.

www.breakingfad.com

Oh Lord.

I´ve been lazy.
I totally forgot.
To be in touch with you.
Dear, blog.
Diary.
Used to be the word we used.
I will today.
Promise.
Promise?
Promise.

PANTHERS.

I found something to get obsessed about.
Ice hockey.
Florida Panthers.
Wen´t to see a game.
It was amazing.
They won 5-4.
Had a shoot off and everything.
Erik Gudbranson is my favourite player.
Oh those canadians.

I´ve been hungover the whole day.
My friend came back to town last night.
Was sad.
Needed comforting.
And beer.
And tequila.
And karaoke.
Fell asleept at 6:30am.
I guess.

What else.
Well I´ve been doing all touristy things.
And it´s been so much fun.
Saw the Everglades.
And alligators.
Did you know that Florida has both alligators and crocs.
Now you do.
And here to bore you more.
Tourist pics:

My sister had her birthday. I miss her. I guess I got the years wrong. 

Coral Gables and the Giant (good band name?)

Venetian Pool, so beautiful.

Crocodile.

Frank Ocean - Lost 

Cheerio and goodnight. 

Changes.

I am tired.
A lot has been going on.
Seing myself work through the eyes of others.
Makes me think.
I´ve gotten really good at this.
And I don´t think many would be able to do this.
Or to even understand it.
I can´t even explain it.
It needs to be experienced.

So looks like I am going to New York.
Next week.
For about 4 days.
It will be cold.
Busy.
And fun.

I was asked to be involved in this thing.
That I have been thinking about myself for a long time.
And I am so happy if this really happens as planned.
And I am so happy that I was asked.
How come life always surprises when you least expect it.
More on that later.
But you will be excited too.
God natt.

My work space today, the organised mess - I call it.

We watched Forrest Gump the other day, for the 10th time or something.
I mentioned hearing there is a company called Bubba Gump.
I google it and there´s a restaurant 10 mins from my house.
WE WENT THERE.
IT WAS weird, touristy, busy, crazy but SO AMAZING.

IT.

I can´t be without it.
I can´t be with it.
It keeps me up all night.
I go crazy without it.
I try to avoid it as much as I can.
It stresses me out not being there.
It stresses me out being there.
It decreases my creativity.
It increases my creativity.
Work would be impossible without it.
But sometimes.
Sometimes I secretly wish I could run away.
It wouldn´t know where I was.
Technology.
Why do you make me stupid?
Why do you make me smart?
Why do you make me so addicted?
Don´t leave me.
Please.
Please.