And I forgot to tell you. I have a new love.
The week after returning from Russia, I went to a concert with dad. I had not slept properly for more than a week, and the day had been long and filled with computers acting up, so I was exhausted. But as soon as the three sisters who make up the Staves entered the stage, all that just drained out of my body.
So beautiful it hurt.
The way they created harmonies with their voices. Vulnerable, sincere, honest.
And also: the most erotic thing, a woman playing the electric guitar on stage.
Words. Cause I’m tethered to you now.
That is true love.
Katja Malmborg 