here is a-not-the-best translation of original post. Mainly because I'm not so good in english, but also because slovenian language is so beautiful that it's hard to translate it in all of his glory. :)
For the next three years my body will walk the streets of Ljubljana and my heart will fly over Geneva. From time to time my body will also go to Geneva since I can tell him what to do. But the heart has a mind of his own and I have a feeling that from today on he lives on a temporary address.