The signs are everywhere that I should go back to Stockholm, reminders, Swedish encounters, ads, finding out what I like was made in Sweden. Coincidence? I think not... its fate aligning my path again, and I am happily taking the steps. It is what was meant to happen and I wont steer from this path, but take it gratefully and go forward into the light of my heart. The light of life, the want to live and need to live. And the chosen city of my soul is Stockholm. I am also aware I cant run, but walk even if I want to reach out faster I cant or it could destroy everything... everything happens for a reason. This is true and it has been all my life for me.
Time can only tell when I can go and live there... but I wait anxiously as the call of life is still trying to reach me... the right moment will come and it will be my favorite move as if to say "checkmate" and tower over my king of chaos and rule my life again... forever mine from the first breathe to the last.
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