Some of the dearest people to my heart live the farthest away. A few weeks back, Will and I went to Sweden, Denmark, and The Netherlands to see them and immerse ourselves in their worlds for a moment (slash: escape from ours). We left feeling renewed, connected, inspired. On the plane ride home we talked about all of our experiences; it occurred to us that we hadn't stopped laughing since we arrived. Below is just a taste of what went down, excerpts from the great cities of Stockholm, Amsterdam, Utrecht, and Copenhagen:
This is just a taste. I plan on sharing much more about our discoveries (like how in the throes of our jet lag we decided to repaint our entire house based on major Scandinavian influences). I left this trip asking myself, what is life without these types of connections and this much laughter?
Nothing. It is absolutely nothing without them.
All of you (you know who you are), thank you from the bottom of my heart for laughing so hard with me. Whether it be today or 6 years from now, I can't wait for the next time we get to laugh together.
When you find a moment, ask yourself if you're getting enough guttural HA HAs in. If you're not, I encourage you to seriously consider changing that.