Stockholm is proving everyone who think it's a grey cold windy city wrong. It's all blue skies, 30 degrees and tropical nights over here. It makes it easier when you feel like you could break down any second and your luggage that's spread over your whole room without any signs of coming together is almost too representative of your existence. HOWEVER - it's not all bad. Because today I'm going to Emma's summer house in the archipelago with her and my other best friends and we're going to swim bbq get tipsy tell secrets and all those other things you do when it's you and the people you trust the most in the whole wide world. Couldn't really think of a better way to get over this hill that it feels like I have to climb right now.