Sometimes I think life is a dream, that resembles a nightmare at times. What if it all is an ilussion, very real one though? I'm not going to delve into details now, but what I'm basically trying to say that I keep on firmly believing my life in Iceland was sort of a dream that I'm going to wake up from in 9 days.... Everything will disolve into a thin air... Landscapes, people, buildings, stores I used to shop in.......They will all become just memories, which sooner or later are doomed to vanish...*some teardrops are falling down my cheeks*. There is only one thing I haven't done that I had been dreaming of...Meeting my favorite actor of all times Ingvar Eggert Sigurdsson . I guess its a good reason to come back here with a visit one day :)....
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