Wordle had something to say also about my year 2010, the year the world ended and I bought a car:
Home on my mind, night things, and wise and good (like someone I lost).
The year 2011 was affliction, obsession and new insights:
Coffee and dreams, time to walk, the day is now.
And 2012 consisted of minimalism and music:
Wordle wanted me to find a dog and see the country - but first, coffee in the city.
Friday, April 22, 2016
Thursday, April 21, 2016
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
survival spiced with cinnamon
Gone are the days of hanging out in second-hand shops or watching tv all day on the weekend - my weekend, which takes place on other days than normal people's.
Nowadays, I do the extra jobs that I haven't had time for, clean out my closets - which gives me peace of mind when I don't have much - and plan. It's not ambitious or successful, merely a not-so-healthy survival technique in a stressful life.
I long to get back to my lazy days. Especially when I realise I have just poured cinnamon all over my lunch.
Nowadays, I do the extra jobs that I haven't had time for, clean out my closets - which gives me peace of mind when I don't have much - and plan. It's not ambitious or successful, merely a not-so-healthy survival technique in a stressful life.
I long to get back to my lazy days. Especially when I realise I have just poured cinnamon all over my lunch.
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
pyjamas and anxiety
How I achieve my dreams:
I wake up too early, stomach sick with stress over unpleasant tasks I have been procrastinating. I crawl out of bed, go straight to the computer and write a difficult email, compose my business plan, go over figures, plow through the heavy research of some new job opportunity.
A couple of hours later I breathe out, hit the shower and eat my breakfast while humming a cheerful tune.
Being happy has never got me far. My bouts of unhappiness - my mornings in pyjamas and anxiety - take me into a better future.
I wake up too early, stomach sick with stress over unpleasant tasks I have been procrastinating. I crawl out of bed, go straight to the computer and write a difficult email, compose my business plan, go over figures, plow through the heavy research of some new job opportunity.
A couple of hours later I breathe out, hit the shower and eat my breakfast while humming a cheerful tune.
Being happy has never got me far. My bouts of unhappiness - my mornings in pyjamas and anxiety - take me into a better future.
Monday, April 18, 2016
wild raspberry water
I will go on a quest for wild raspberry water, the elusive liquid that gives life to bones.
Sunday, April 17, 2016
time and season
Evenings in spring.
Mornings in summer.
Days in autumn.
Nights in winter.
Mornings in summer.
Days in autumn.
Nights in winter.
Labels:
life universe and everything
Saturday, April 09, 2016
having to perform: the introvert
"Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. People assume we loners
are misanthropes just sitting thinking, ‘Oh, people are such a bunch of
assholes,’ but it’s really not like that. We just have a smaller
tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to
perform. I get so tired of communicating."
(Anneli Rufus)
(Anneli Rufus)
Friday, April 01, 2016
year mash-up
Played with Wordle and my last few years. Here is 2007, the year of Heartburn hotel, alcohol legislation and a deep dive into the heart of Finland:
Hotel world, always see good, and go make something ...
2008 was the year of book boxes, African weddings and family travel:
A really new world, belive little things, always bad friends ...?
And 2009, the year of earthquake, Swedish roads and getting rid of the braces:
Look with new eyes, dream walk, beautiful winter ...
Hotel world, always see good, and go make something ...
2008 was the year of book boxes, African weddings and family travel:
A really new world, belive little things, always bad friends ...?
And 2009, the year of earthquake, Swedish roads and getting rid of the braces:
Look with new eyes, dream walk, beautiful winter ...
Labels:
books and other provocations
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