Sweet dreams

Everytime somebody asks me : why did you come to Denmark? I blush and I just say: it's a long story. The truth is there are indeed a lot of things to discuss about me coming to Dk , but to cut the long story short, the reason why this question makes me feel embarressed is that I, a reasonable smart girl, moved to freaking Scandinavia because I fell in love.   So 20 years old me quited law school and flew(for the first time!) to Greater Copenhagen. I wanted to study. I asked Denmark : dearie, can I study here? and a very friendly Denmark said :"but of course. Not only you can study, but it will not be that expensive for you, 'cause we have this rule that basically says that people coming from poor countries within Europe to study get a loooooot of tax free. " wooow, Denmark, are you for real?? What kind of sorcery is this???". "Yes, dearie, but be careful, every magic comes with a cost,  when a year will pass, my wicked daughter - Skat - will come  and she w

The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack of will. Vince Lombardi   I have seen - all of us have - so many people with such a great desire to succeed, struggling so hard to achieve their goal. The trully beautiful thing about these people is that the longer it takes to get there, the greater their will gets. And even though it may take them ages, they will get there eventually. And once they are there, it doesn't really matter that people like me have already been there for a long time.   I don't consider myself a successful person. I was raised to aspire to  great things; I was given the education and I was born with the intelligence to do these  great things. And yet I am making sushi for a living. Maybe for others this means success. For me it doesn't. But I do consider myself that kind of person that can do everything, be one of the best at everything and in quite a short time. Until re