This week, I'm up in northern Sweden with my family, in my hometown. In our parents' house, on top of the big old piano, they have pictures of all their children and their families. My two brothers are caught on their respectively wedding days, with their beautiful wives wearing beautiful white dresses. This Saturday, my sister is getting married too, thus another wedding photo will soon be placed on the piano.
I'm also there, on the piano. But not with a wedding dress. Not even with a man. The picture of me, myself and I, was taken outside of the Casino in Monte Carlo, Monaco. Somehow, that sums it all up in a good way.
I don't think I am the marrying kind. The girl who wants to go her own way and cannot think of staying for too long in one place is probably not marriage material. Therefore, I don't think I'll ever end up on the piano wearing a white dress. But that's alright with me, because very soon, I'm gonna end up on the piano standing in front of The White House.
And if you ask me, that's not so bad. Not so bad at all.