I've spent the last five days in bed recovering from a cold, a very heavy one. I'm still not very good at 'taking it easy' and I wonder if that's something I will ever learn. However, spending these five days at home have made me more aware of the fact that I feel like 'taking it easy' is not always the answer. There...
Hello life, We've returned at that point again. The point where we hit the bump. The point where we feel that we're stagnating. The point where I feel that I'm not doing anything right. It's just a bump though. We'll keep climbing up, leaping, running, clawing at what seems to be at an impossible height; but we've been here before. It's nothing new,...
It's the first blog of September this year. By now it has been about a month since I started working at Coffee Stain. Or well, working as an actual employee and not as an intern. It's been great, honestly. I feel like taking the summer break has really refreshed me and made me feel more confident in my craft. Already when I look...
I've moved to Sweden! Monday is my first official workday. There won't be many differences from when I was an intern, except for being paid for my work. That'll take some transitioning, mostly in my head-space. Getting paid for my work and skills? No longer just studying something that interests me, but actually working? I'm a professional now? What? (Start believing in your...
I've spent today looking at photos from the last three years. I'm ill, I suck at being ill. I always feel the need to be productive (which is a problem sometimes). I tried to read a book but after two pages I realised that there's just too many words in my mind in order to focus on the words I'm reading. So much...
I've become so self-conscious lately that self-doubt has almost become a daily procedure. I've gotten afraid of where my choices will lead me. I'm no longer as careless, or care-free, rather. I have trouble believing in myself and my capabilities. When I look at my older blog-posts, I seemed to be at ease with a lot of things. Taking lifes' moments with a...
If it has taught me anything, it is the fact that we can never have it all. There will always be something that isn't quite there, isn't quite as good as it could be. But what I'll always have, is my honesty. What I'll always have, is my fear and the will to conquer it. As I get older, I learn that I...
It's been a while since I've just sat down and poured out my thoughts and worries without really thinking about what I'd want to write, or what I'd want to achieve with my writing. The last few months, every time I so much even thought of writing a blog, a whole array of thoughts would appear in my head making it hard to...
Is it worth it to rarely be able to see or talk to my friends? There are things like Messenger, Skype, WhatsApp, but everyone knows that this has nothing on the true reality of sitting down and having a heartfelt conversation. To just let the words flow and let time pass by. To sit somewhere together and enjoy the moment you're sharing. A...
I haven't written a real reflective blog since new year's. Life has been busy and chaotic. I've been trying to find my routine again and I've been worrying about a number of things. What it comes down to, really, is that I'm scared. In two an a half months my internship is coming to an end and I will be moving to Skövde officially...
Monday, February 13: I realised that last entry I forgot to mention a very crucial moment of our story, in particular the moment of arriving at Avesta. Simply said, it needs to be in here. So we're gonna skip back a day. My apologies! Sunday, February 12: We arrived in Avesta at around ten in the evening. By then we were both pretty...
Sunday, February 12: We woke up in Motala, and decided it was time for breakfast. Breakfast in our case was dry crackers with peanut butter (which really isn't so bad!) - what happened next though was an absolute blessing. We were offered some chocolate pudding. Only now that I'm writing this I realise it was only three days of eating crackers and scooping...
Saturday, February 11: The hostel gave us a great night of sleep after those 45 minutes of cold horror in the back of the car. We listened to some reggae, ate some crackers with CALVÉ PINDAKAAS(!!!!), planned our route for the coming day, and intended to find a shop that sells SD cards in Stockholm. Shouldn't be too hard, right? First thing that...
Friday, February 10: As I was proudly and not too stealthily leeching wifi from the glory that is Espresso House, I received a text message. 'I'm on my way with a big red surprise.'. Unimpressed, I looked at my big red suitcase in front of me and replied 'But I've already got it right here...'. ...There she was, Anthea! Driving a HUGE red...
Living in an old creaky house. Going out for dinner with dad once per week. Spending time with my family every week. My record player and records. Cuddling with my cats every morning and every evening. Having a high ceiling. The way the sunlight hits the stained glass windows. Playing my guitar, getting frustrated over how I can never play a song right....
