Jan
11
Today marks a year since the day I left Sweden, quietly; there was no one to say goodbye and it was still dark when I trekked to Korsvägen to catch the bus to the airport with far too many bags. Maybe I’ll finally stop moping publicly on the internet about it now.
Brood X will be carrying the last ten copies of my zine, Jag saknar dig, about it as soon as I have a chance to mail them. This is the only time they’ve been available for sale, and I won’t be making more.
