When the bug bites you...

The headline doesn't open up to everybody, and I'm really sorry about that. I just wrote, hit send and here I am again. I can't sleep for some reason and I keep on thinking about this year, the first time I ever went to Lapland.

I have been outdoor-person my whole life. And I have always enjoyed wilderness and parks, everything that grows and dies naturally. Everything that lives without a person feeding or killing it. And I have seen other countries too, their nature. But when I saw Lapland for the first time, it took my breath away. When you see the fells, the candle trees and sit in real silence for a few minutes, it somehow changes a person.

And what memories I have. All the guides I had the pleasure to work with, all the different features and back-rounds... I treasure them deep in my heart. And in a nightless night like this, I can return to those moments and remember those people. Open, fearless and honest people.

I am that type, who loves to hear and to create stories. All kinds of, from fiction to real life. And what stories they could tell me. I wish I was sitting under Auroras, on a bonfire. Sipping some hot coffee and enjoying the silent sound of wood burning, wind whispering. Under stripes, dancing and changing colors, making it as clear as a day. I miss all of it so much.

I had so much feelings inside me, bursting out rapidly when I sat down on a buss, heading back home. I cried for the first hour, I'm not going to lie. Only with strict self-control I was able to sit down and not run out of the buss every time it stopped. And I can promise that when the train arrived to my sweet, southern hometown, nine weeks had felt like a dream.

So when I went back, I was so happy. I couldn't sleep then, like I can't right now. It was so good to get back, I was so happy to see everyone again. I got to see Lapland in summertime and what made me blink twice was because I recognized everything although there wasn't any snow. And again I did my best, gave everything I could as a townie, girl from "a big city". Leaving with my heart broken again, so ready to cry my heart out.

And even tough I'm not there, I know I will go back. My best wishes to everyone up there, enjoy your winter season. I miss you all so much. And if you ever happen to read this, I hope that future will bring you everything that you have ever dreamed of. I believe in you all.