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The story of Charlotte Eriksson, The Glass Child, is one of those you usually see on movies. Only 18 years old she left everything she had and knew in Gothenburg, Sweden, and moved to London to dedicate her whole life to her music and art. A vague dream about reaching out turned out to be an extraordinary fight for learning how to build a life that you're proud of, that makes your heart beat, and that stands for everything you want to be. A journey about self-discovery, learning solitude, the difference between having a home and feeling at home and how she finally found a home in herself, in her music, in her words. Charlotte spent a year homeless on the road, sleeping at friends' and fans' floors, learning and searching. An ordinary girl created a community of over 35,000 dedicated fans online, and all alone with nothing but hard work and determination she managed to build a life on her art. Being a true inspiration to so many people, showing that you can achieve and become exactly who you want to be, if you just want it bad enough. ""I wanted to turn my life into art, my very existence into a poem. This is my story. It might not always be easy, but it will always be beautiful." " ************************* "Instant coffee and a tip from the sound-guy. I'm learning sounds, laying wide awake on different sofas every night. I know the difference between a well built wall and broken strength. I'm learning mindfulness, reading about gurus and poets every day on different trains to nowhere. I don't know what I'm learning but I hope I will understand one day. I'm selling my heart with each album and a silent prayer that they'll be gentle with it, gentle with me. And then the concerned looks they throw when I point at my worn out bag and broken guitar case as the answer to where I live. Sure I could spend a year or two selling my days and time for money, and I could buy all these things people want to have without never really needing it. It's just that when I'm on that
