I am a dreamer. I dream about one day, living in an apartment with huge windows and a beautiful view over the city. All my furnitures will match, I'll have many plants and large photos hanging on the walls.
Until then, I am here in Bergen, living in a basement I like to call Biskopshavn Castle. When I moved back home from England, my landlord found mold damages and they had to renovate the entire place. I lived in a shared flat with six people I didn't know for nine months. It was kind of horrible. Now that I'm back here, I try to make it as great as possible, after all, this has been my "real home" for several years now.