Katja

in transit (March 24)

I was sitting in the plane, reading a book about the age after the big pandemic, the story of an orchestra and theatre company traveling between the sparse settlements on the North American continent preforming Shakespeare after a flu killed almost every human on Earth. Title: “Station Eleven”, a gift from Natalia, my pop culturalContinue reading “in transit (March 24)”

time lapse

It’s like I have this idea in my head. I need to write all my posts in chronological order, start with the earliest idea before I can move on to later ones. It’s like I fear the few readers that I have might miss out on something, not understand properly, in case I don’t writeContinue reading “time lapse”

migrations

Between January and March, four people who had become regular occurrences in my everyday life during the last three years packed up their things and left Sweden. Kate, a former classmate and colleague from SRC, was first. In January, she moved back to her native New Zeeland for a prestigious job at the Ministry ofContinue reading “migrations”

the Feminist Book Club

I’m aware that it’s in no way an original idea. But hey, clichés become clichés for a reason. Last spring, a couple of high school friends of mine and I started talking about forming a feminist book club. Several of us had come back to Stockholm from having gotten our degrees in different parts ofContinue reading “the Feminist Book Club”

winter recap

The winter season this year was a bleak affair. Christmas was pretty, with mom coming home from Liberia and going on a Christmas decoration shopping spree. Coloured lights in every window of the apartment. But then it rained. And snowed. And rained. The path through the oak grove by SRC turned slippery. And I onlyContinue reading “winter recap”

the death of an idol

Let me take you back to the fall of 2006. I was taking a class in creative writing as one of my electables during my last year of high school. In that class, I had a friend called Sandra, who had a blog and who suggested I should start one too. I was already keepingContinue reading “the death of an idol”

passion and love as an agent of change

Another thing that Naomi Klein said during her talk in Stockholm in November, was that we have to remember love. Research is necessary for understanding what is happening, but no science in the world can make people change. Love is. Love for our people, for our homes. Love for Earth. And love creates passion. AndContinue reading “passion and love as an agent of change”

when the world comes knocking on your door

Today, I’m angry at the world. Yesterday, a group of Islamist militants walked into a hotel and a nearby restaurant in Ouagadougou, Burkina Faso, and took everyone inside hostage. Security forces managed to demobilize the situation and free the hostages, but before that 26 people were killed, several were wounded, the hotel and restaurant were set on fire.Continue reading “when the world comes knocking on your door”

me and the budding sustainability professionals of the world

I graduated in June. I keep on telling this to people, from different perspectives, how I defended my thesis in the morning and after lunch attended my first official team meeting as a research assistant. How that’s a reason for why I’ve been feeling so exhausted this fall. How I didn’t realize until quite recentlyContinue reading “me and the budding sustainability professionals of the world”

a soft start to spring

I’m back at work. I’m brushing up on my statistics toolbox and teaching myself programming in R. I found an online course, and today I watched three weeks worth of lectures. Granted, some of the lectures were very basic (I’m supposed to know the basics of R already, we had a 1,5 week module on itContinue reading “a soft start to spring”