Last week we had our first snow here in Sweden and in Stockholm it was the worst snow storm in over a 100 years. I’m actually quite glad I wasn’t there at the time and by now it’s thankfully melted away as I’m heading there tomorrow. Don’t get me wrong. I do like snow, but that’s for approximately 10 days before Christmas and as far as I’m concerned it could just as well melt away when Christmas is over and done with.
Cold weather requires layers. Sure. But apart from layering up in my pictures, that’s all the fashion I’m going to talk about today except I’m going to give a shout out to the wonderful beanie from Sätilä of Sweden (and yeah, I’m a lil patriot when it comes to local brands) as well as the comfy cardigan from Esprit. I’m going to stick to discussing layers though. I believe there are so many layers to people and often it’s only the utmost layer that is visible to others.
I like to think of myself of an onion. The more layers you peel off, the more likely it is you will end up in tears. And sure, that might sound like a joke, but it’s not. I’m a perplex person and the further past my different layers you get, the more likely you are to find me adorable. The problem is that the feeling isn’t always mutual and then I find myself in a situation where I realize I’ve told way too much about myself (which is not a problem) which has made someone else getting mixed signals about what my intentions with that relationship was. That’s basically the story of my life. Whenever I open up, someone falls for me. And no, I don’t say this to hurt anyone, nor do I want to brag about being irresistible (although I am), but the thing is I’ve decided to stick to keeping a certain distance to people as I’ve noticed that the more I involve them in my life, the more likely they are to get the wrong idea of where that friendship is heading. Is this all in my head? No. Is it about my fears of commitment? Yes. Do I like it? No. The bottom line is still that it’s really hard to get past my multiple layers and that I use them as some kind of self defence mechanism in order not to get hurt, nor hurt someone else. What I basically wanted to say is that I’m a highly lovable person, but this onion has been peeled way too many times to be edible, at least for the moment.