Saturday, September 29


Things I have to do/achieve/experience before the day I die (so far):

- Visit all of the world’s seven wonders
- Be fifty, single and fabulous
- Go parachuting
- Be background dancer or singer for Beyoncé
- Climb a mountain to the very top
- Visit all continents within in a week
- Have a conversation with Patti Smith
- Get a tattoo
- Sail the ocean 
- Walk a catwalk
- Watch all Harry Potter movies in a row
- Meat Michael Cera
- Make career in art
- Write a book
- Ride an elephant
- Go rock climbing
- Give a successful public speech
- Go on a road trip in the USA, visiting all of my relatives.
- Break up with a boyfriend by throwing a martini in his face saying “Dirty martini, dirty bastard” with a sassy voice and then walk fabulously away in high heels. 
- Succeed “the dragon”
- Run a marathon
- Paint a great piece of art
- Bake myself as a cake
- Own a walk-in-closet
- Go diving for treasures
- Visit a gold mine
- Be remembered, when I’m dead
- Play a piece by Debussy on the piano
- Visit the Skt. Peter’s church in Rome
- Learn a fourth language fluently
- Own a grand piano (Steinway, for instance)
- Be in to places at once
- Take a bite of the world’s hottest chili pepper
- Have sex on top of a grand piano
- Play a part in a TV series
- Be someone’s role model
- Find Neverland
- Be a radio host
- Be the weather girl
- Live long-term somewhere else than Denmark
- Pull off a shorthaired look
- Watch Earth from space
- Fly a hot air balloon
- Be in a moshpitt for real
- Try one of Candy Megastore’s huge gumballs
- Visit all the states of America
- Dance with Channing Tatum
- Beat a world record
- Grow old with someone
- Write a song
- Drive a motorcycle across countries
- Build a house from scratch
- Shake hands with Obama
- Learn the entire Amelie soundtrack on the piano
- Preform at Roskilde festival
- Be a toastmaster
- Kiss Justin Vernon
- Ride a fire truck
- Ride an ambulance

Sunday, September 23

I am so hungry!

Saturday, September 22

The time is 20:36. I'm sitting in my room listening to 'claire de lune' and 'La Fille Aux Cheveux De Lin'. That Debussy guy is really on to something. This melancholy music makes me think about getting old. I don't know why. Perhaps because the music makes me picture myself sitting as an old lady in a little hut in a forrest looking into a fireplace with a cat on my lap and a husband with a great beard sitting by my side. I can't wait to get old. Old and clarified. Having experienced it all, found myself, seen what there was to be seen, tasted what there was to be tasted.

Monday, September 3

Things are going to get pretty wild.