Welcoming myself to autumn

Hello, this is melancholy speaking.

Lockdown week two: we’re good

Recap of the first dozen days in quarantine and how I am dealing with it

This year’s reflections

Looking back at 2019

Unironically – a poem

Quite so

Living with a dream: three years

It's been a long time

The Winter Light – a short story

Hej allihopa! I started this year with participation in the writing contest, called Furious Fiction, hosted by Australian Writer's Centre. Certain rules were to be followed, and a short story, max. 500 words, was to be written. Unfortunately, my short story wasn't picked this month, but I really like how it turned out and the...

A long walk

Hej allihopa! This evening my back hurts a lot, my squats are burning, and my lungs are refreshed with cold evening air. This evening I felt so burnt out at work, that I hurried home quarter past five, which is rather unusual change of schedule to me. This week a new colleague has joined our...

Not too bad – a poem

Rain isn't that bad When it doesn't stop, It becomes the new normal. Drop by drop - The new life. What's the use to complain, and to whom? No one. It's not too bad, Just a week and you're used to it. I wish other things Were as easy to live with, As puddles and...

Uninspiring – a poem

Hurts without inspiration: Leaving and being left; Ironically, there are still rhymes For those who wish to forget. Speaking and telling the truth - This one is simple; Closing doors in the face - History's repetitive rhythm. Admitting the end, Facing reality in an obscure mirror. Farewell, former friends. No fear.

No power

No power left in the engines, Soon as the clock strikes four. No light either - That's how you know The calendar changed, So should you - You may enjoy living the night life, But choose wisely When it's time to get in an igloo. Until the light comes back - Who to light up....