2 April
Last year I wrote about a guy called Björn that I met during a tour. I met him today again!! It was wonderful to see him! We didn't met more than once last year.
But we have had some letter contact, and it started when he send me his single I asked about when I met him last time. Of course I had to thank him about that!
I actually think that I'm in love with him... It sounds completely insane. I mean, we've met two times in our lives! Actually, I liked him even during the time I was together with Dieter. That was one of the reasons ehy we broke up. I thought a lot about Björn, and felt that I wasn't fair against Dieter when I was together with him when I had feelings for someone else.
But anyway. The filming for the Räkna de lyckliga stunderna blott show started today. Björn is in it too! And I will meet him again tomorrow! And he seemed so happy to see me...
In one take, he lifted me onboard on a boat. And... I can't really forget the feeling of his hands around my waist... Haha... And then he kissed my forehead too. His lips were soft and warm. God, stop thinking now Agnetha!
And in another shot all four in the show would hold hands. And I don't know, but it feels like Björn tried to be beside me all the time so he could hold my hand. I'm probably paranoid, but he has done something with me that makes my brain not work as usual...
But the best thing was after the takings. I was wearing a short summer dress and it was cold outside. I stayed for a little while to enjoy the quite cosy feeling the place we are filming at brings. And then he came from nowhere, asked me if I was cold (which I was) and wrapped his arms around me... I can tell you that my heart was about to jump out of the chest... And here it comes again... God... I've never felt like this for a person before.
This day has been really great! And soon Mona celebrate her 15th birthday. God! The time passes so fast! Sometimes I get a hard and heavy feeling in the chest when I think about that. One day some people I know now will be gone. I will be old, and then I die too. I almost get like a feeling that I have to live fast. I need to do everything you can do. Or should do maybe? I mean, life must have some kind of meaning?
