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I’m spiraling. I’ve started watching Gilmore Girls. Again. It is comfort food for the eyes and I’m in a waking coma. It is not only exhaustion. I’m going through something, I’m just not completely sure what. All my explanations feel too banal. But maybe I am. Banal. Whoever said that when I plunge into aContinue reading “my summer holiday”

The other day, I found myself in a heated discussion about religion with someone who thought religion was the worst invention ever to come out of the human race. More or less. And I found myself defending religion, a position that is kind of weird for me, being an agnostic and not particularly knowledgeable aboutContinue reading “the religiously anti-religious”

I wish it would rain. Hard. I so like the sound of the drops on the tin roof.

First day of my summer holiday. I went into town and bought yarn for 300 kronor. Then Natalia and I went to do aerobics at Skarpnäck’s sports field. Jumping around to Destiny’s Child in the July evening sunshine is damn close to perfection. On the way home, I started telling Natalia about the cherries thatContinue reading “first day of summer (in a sense)”

I move slowly tonight. Watching the skin on my hand wrinkle when I move my fingers. The feel of having joints. It is a warm night outside, I took a walk and the air against my bare legs was gentle and sweet. There are so many layers of me here, in Skarpnäck. These red brickContinue reading “would you come if I called”

I honestly don’t remember if I had any plans for today. Either way, I haven’t done anything. Or, at least not anything of value. I have a vague memory of waking up, thinking I should go lock the door, and running into Kate, one of the couchsurfers, in the kitchen. Still half-asleep as I was,Continue reading “another of those Sundays”

When I woke up this morning, the butterfly was still there, sitting on the ceiling. But when I came home, after work, it wasn’t. It had moved to the wall next to a window. Perfect place to catch it from. It fluttered in the glass, probably tired and exhausted little thing, but I managed toContinue reading “the rescue mission”

There’s a butterfly hanging (out), upside down, in my bedroom ceiling. It’s been there since I came home from work, sitting completely still. I wonder what it’s waiting for.

Another book that I read about a month ago is “Maphead” by Ken Jennings. Oh, it was an amazing book, really, funny and informative and endearing. All about maps and other geography related stuff that, you know, melts me like butter in the sun. I don’t remember when I’ve last started crying as many times when readingContinue reading “when you think in maps”

A month ago, we had a book club meeting about Virginia Woolf’s “Orlando”. I had taken lots of notes and I really liked the book. My intention was to write something about it here too, but then traineeship and Midsummer and Norway came and it simply slipped my mind. But I was reminded again when IContinue reading “memories of Orlando”