home vs. home

Everytime I go back home to Sweden I feel like another person. My life here is just the complete opposite to my life in London, that when I'm here that life is but a dream. And when I'm in London, the life in Sweden is very distant and strange. 

One thing about both places though is that I am happy. Happy in the moment. 

I love being in Sweden, it is an amazing place to be honest. But I know also that right now I'm in the honeymoon state where everything is pink clouds. I love the green trees that is everywhere, and that it's clean and so far no rain really. For some reason, most of all I love the smell of Elderflower. It's everywhere. 

I have no money, but it's still easy here and I get to see my family and the friends I have left. And that I appreciate a lot, for a while. 

But at the same time. I can't wait to go back to London. Here I do nothing at all with music, I hardly even sing. And if I'm lucky I get to train once a week. Though my active rest from the gym includes biking everywhere and walking at work and doing a lot of house work. So it's not that bad. 

Anyways, to conclude this. I love being home, but I can't wait to go back home again.