Morning pages
I’m supposed to write “morning pages” for my creative writing class. My pages are whiter in the morning, and more intimidating. Clean sheets. No impressions...
I’m supposed to write “morning pages” for my creative writing class. My pages are whiter in the morning, and more intimidating. Clean sheets. No impressions...
Four from the Stockholm bunch met for a short crony meeting at Mosebacke tonight. Gitta joined in for the first time. We did a couple...
What started out as a nice girls night out with just me, Marina, Gitta and Annica at KGB turned in to an even nicer evening...
Drinking American beer in a British pub you tend to attract attention If from no one else then the local drunk who calls you a...
Seeking out solitude on an early Sat. morning I walk with a hidden bliss the sunny streets of Norwich A man drops an envelope on...
Gee. Strange things happen when you least expect it. Yesterday I went to the library in Sundbyberg where they had an Open stage. There I...
Once again I left my cellphone behind, this time in Molkom. This is turning into a nasty habit. I wish I could call K and...
I drink frozen margeritas on a Friday afternoon I’m waiting for the train and I’ve forgotten my phone and I feel lost out of contact...
I’m early at work today, so I thought I’d take a couple of minutes updating my private pages. I’m working the evening shift again. Monday...
I’ve worked the evening shift for a couple of days. It doesn’t leave much time for anything else. That makes it even greater to have...
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