LOVE LETTER
Tue 29 Mar 2011
Been in a whirlwind, singing, stomping. Forgive my ranting but I am insanely jet lagged. Drived to LAX at 5 am yesterday morning, stopped for some espresso and a homeless man told me he liked my shoes. Asked a lady if I should check in my hatbox, she said not, planes can't be trusted. Yes mam. Almost missed my plane in New York but made it thanks to my brand new sneakers.
Wide awake on the plane, watched Gran Torino. My lord, Clint Eastwood is on fire! I think I could be him when I get older. Off course they misplaced my luggage in New York so I'm now back in grey, windy, ice cold Stockholm with a very spartanic outfit. I fly to Copenhagen tomorrow to perform so I guess I will have to rely on other peoples mercy for mascara and heels.
Oh forget my rambling, this was suppose to be a love letter to you but I don't know where to begin so I'll just continue this freewheelin' style of writing and instead give you glims off what I've gone through the last weeks. Wish I did this more often but time is simply not enough cause I feel life is important to live and not tweet about.
I did some TV shows and you know, you always fuck up, so nervous and not vibrant enough but what can one do? I was nervous! My heart melted at Amoeba, to see all of you who actually still care enough to go buy my record was simply moving, I love you. And EL REY! What a night, I hope I made Tina proud! And then, I decided I needed a small little vacation. Been working like a maniac since God knows when.
Los Angeles, how glad I was to be back and how sad I was to leave. Nothing makes me happier then sunshine, some jazztobacco and a spicy Kale salad. Went out to the desert for my quarterlife birthday and it was a FULL MOON! How lucky am I. Double lucky cause later that day I got to meet no other then mr David Lynch himself! I gave him my record and he said; Lykke Li, how nice to meet you. If that wasn't a moment then what is? I got evidence to prove it!
