Full Days

It was time for my touring again—for work in Copenhagen.

Yes, I will start calling it touring because that’s exactly what it feels like. Why? Well, because when you're on tour, you're constantly busy and in demand, always on the move. You sleep in hotels (aka friends’ houses), eat a bit chaotically, work like a crazy motherf*cker, and then need time to recover when you finally get back home.

So, my touring in March was planned to last 10 days—which is usually a lot. But compared to other times, this one was fully booked for work, with not even a single day off.

It was the hardest one I’ve had so far—exhausted after just the second day, I had to switch to a marathon mindset just to push through and finish it.

But Copenhagen took care of me, as always—greeting me with nice weather, gentler winds, and its stunning city, wonderful people, and rich culture.

Since I moved to Italy, every time I return to Copenhagen, I’m shocked by its beauty and mesmerized by how gorgeous she is. It’s not like I haven’t lived there for 10 years—it’s like I see her anew every time, but with the love I already carry for her. Copenhagen is definitely female.

The architecture is breathtaking in such a unique way. You can feel the city’s care for you—the safety, the effortless lifestyle, the people, the streets, everything around you.

Definitely one of my favorite places in the world. Forever my home.

To those who ask if I will ever return to Copenhagen, my answer is: I never left. I belong to Copenhagen, and I will always consider it home. For example, when I’m ready to buy property and put down some roots—that’s where it will be. It’s the only place that truly feels like home. I feel at home in many places, but never more than in Copenhagen.

Many plans are ahead, leading me in that direction—finding ways to grow roots while still keeping my traveler’s lifestyle.

With that said—and with my eternal love letter to the city—this trip was tough.

But I’m lucky to have incredible colleagues at work. They’re amazing people who bring energy and laughter to long, busy days. Over time, we’ve grown close—not family, but something special. The kind of friendships you find in the hustle of everyday work life.

Some share their stories, their challenges, and their dreams. We support each other through the chaos, the stress, and the small victories. It’s a connection I truly value—real, grounded, and uplifting.

There’s a kindness and dedication in the team that makes even the hardest days feel lighter. Their humor, generosity, and passion remind me why I love this job despite the challenges.

It’s been many years since I started working here, and these people have become my anchors in a fast-moving world.

Since coming back to Milan two days ago, after a 6 AM flight and straight to university, I slept for two days. My body and mind were crushed.

I love pushing my limits—showing myself how strong I am. And yesterday, after 10 hours of sleep, I felt an overflow of happiness rushing through me.

Happiness that I made it home safe.
Happiness that the money I worked for will give me security for the next few months.
Happiness to see my friends again and meet new people.
Happiness to have spent time in Copenhagen—my home.
Happiness to return to Milan—living in Italy is a gift.
Happiness to have had some delicious dates while I was there.
Happiness to gain perspective on my life and be reminded of the education I’m pursuing and my future dreams.
Happiness to be kind to people and to receive kindness in return.
Happiness to eat Italian food every day. Until next Wednesday—when I fly to Spain.

Being back is relaxing, but my to-do list is longer than my hair. Today, I had my first meeting about my master’s thesis topic. Luckily, the best professor ever agreed to be my supervisor. If I say that I admire her a lot, it would be an understatement. I’ll share more about my thesis topic soon, and how she inspires me.

Oh! Almost forgot—happiness in speaking multiple languages and switching between them like Google Translate.

I speak Danish, though I’m a little shy about it—especially since Danes speak English so perfectly. But after passing my Italian exam and gaining some confidence, I’ve started speaking both languages more often. Soon, I’ll be fluent in both.

Yes, I know—I always choose the hard way and do two things at once. But pushing myself like this does something to my brain. I don’t know—it makes me feel empowered and mentally unstoppable.

So, my goal is to get Danish residency in about two years—which means I need to reach a high level of fluency. Right now, my Danish is acceptable, but I’m going to put in the hard work.

And somehow, studying both Italian and Danish at the same time actually helps me.

So, I’m back in Milan—exhausted but full of hope, happiness, and plans.

While wonderful Copenhagen is home, my plan is to stay in Italy for a while longer, then maybe move to France or Spain—depending on specific projects and wherever life leads me.

Right now, I’m working on a plan—either starting a business in Denmark or landing a remote job that keeps me connected to its economy and paying taxes (very important!). Meanwhile, I’ll continue enjoying Latin cultures—their food, their art, their dolce vita.

So much to do.