Men In Black

Last movie that I saw in Vienna before I moved back home to Sweden.
It felt like the movie was over in a couple of seconds, and it gave a bit a image of how I felt then down there in Austria, the time went so fast, a lots to do, so much that I would never finish, just leave there for the wind. The movie was great, but for me it's a memory of loss, of everything that I lost that was over so quicky.