We’re in the beginning of February. A new year. Maybe the last, ever, or just as long into the future as the Maya indians saw fit to predict. Anyway, 2012. The year that I turn 24. The year I could have gotten my bachellor’s degree in geography from Stockholm university. Or, even, the year that I’d’ve gotten my master’s degree, if I had gone to university right after high school that is.
The year that I will not get my bachellor’s degree in geography, because I’m taking a term off to go travelling. I don’t know if this is a good way to solve the problem with my lack of inspiration, but that is what I came up with. I needed something new. I’m going to western North America.
Katja Malmborg 