Another café day. Things I should do. Decisions I need to make. Paths I have to choose. Things I need to plan. People I want to include. Goals I want to reach. I really don't know where to start.
Pondering. With a venti cappuccino on my table. Pondering.
But I don't really stress. It will be alright. I know that. That's what my Bästis always tells me and what I always tell her.
It will be alright. Det ordnar sig.