● Places / Notes
Places I visit, small cafés, and notes from everyday experiences and movement through the city
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› Why I Don’t Feel Like I Belong in Sweden — My Travel Dreams & Bucket List
Not about escaping — it’s about finding where my soul feels at home beyond Sweden
— Porch Talk —
All my life I’ve felt like there is something more out there for me. Discover hidden gems, see how people live in different parts of the world. Explore, discover and experience.
Not in a dramatic “I hate everything here” kind of way (almost though) — I may be born in Sweden but the urge to “escape” is huge.
I want to go all over the world – Spain, Greece, America, Australia, New Zealand, Vietnam, Kenya and so many more places.
I want to see and experience culture, food, streets and everything. Not tourist things but those hidden alleys with stories of each person in each household. See their windows, flowers, garden, back alleys (all this of course without trespassing or being a creep) and see, just their personality.
Traveling, for me, isn’t just about checking off tourist spots and bucket list to be honest — even though I have some special places I wish to go to. It’s about feeling something.
Maybe it looks like escaping. Maybe part of it is. But I think it’s more about searching for something I haven’t found yet.
It’s not about escaping Sweden — it’s about finding the right place for me whether it’s in Norway, Spain or Vietnam or somewhere else.
It’s more about this constant feeling of wanting to explore what exists beyond what I already know.
I want freedom. I want to feel like myself without needing to hide. I want to explore the world together with my son.Maybe that is what I’m searching for — not just places, but pieces of myself.
Explore. See. Feel. Hear. Touch. Breathe.— Question Jar —
● Do you think home is a place, a person, or a feeling?
● Have you ever felt like you were born in the wrong place?● If you could disappear to anywhere for a year — where would you go?
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› Somewhere warm, soon.
Dreaming about slower days, salty air, and quiet moments away from everyday life.

(Old photo but only one I have of me actually thinking. Lol it was an accidentally snapshot when I was gonna send a snap to a friend. But I had to save it. Lol ) Lately I’ve been daydreaming a lot about traveling.
Warm evenings, slower days, salty air, camera walks, and finally feeling sunlight without immediately wanting to hide from the heat.
I keep imagining tiny moments already.
Late dinners outside.
Music in my headphones while walking somewhere unfamiliar.
Taking photos of random little details nobody else notices.
I think I need this trip more than I realized.
Not for big adventures, honestly.
Just to breathe differently for a little while.
I want to take photos and explore the less touristy sides of places. The hidden gems, quiet alleys, tiny details, real life, and small moments that most people walk past without noticing.
Just like I did in Italy.
I still remember the colorful houses, the sunsets, the sea, and even two nuns I randomly saw while walking around with my camera.
I felt strangely at home there.
Standing near the sea with my camera in my hand.
Calm.
Relaxed.
Mentally rested for the first time in a long while.
Exactly what my mind needs right now.
Quiet.
Calmness.
And just… breathing.