frightening

Happy birthday to me. So one year older. Exactly one year ago I had my birthday dinner in Copenhagen and the next day I took the train and moved back to Sweden and Stockholm. The time goes by so fast. It is time to get my life going again, on the right track.

But today I had a birthday dinner at home with the parents. We had bought some nice budapestbakelse instead of those creamy cakes that I am not so fond of. Really good and nice to try it out since I have been meaning to bake one myself to try, not I did not have to.

So, only four years until thirty. Frightening thought.