I don’t know what feels more sad. Posting pictures from December, a month i’ve spent being stressed out and in mourning, or posting pictures from before, and remembering. I’ve said it before, but when it comes to breakups, everything gets divided into before’s and after’s. December was a daze for me. Once i stopped crying, …
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I used to have a heart, and when i saw you it would sing. I walk around without a heart now. Pictures from San Francisco, September 2016.
Pre-dystopia
The world is a very different place than it was when i wrote my last post, isn’t it? We all woke up in a new reality the day after the election. I had tried to stay awake and failed, but i could hear the news anchors talking as i fell in and out of sleep, …
Postcards from the recent past
Today i woke up early, feeling less hungover than i should have considering my Saturday night, so i started editing photos on my old Dell laptop, that only ever comes out of retirement for that very purpose. I then did a 30 minute workout with my flatmate, who also had a late night. Then i …
The next adventure
As i’m writing this i’m in bed drinking coffee, but next to me on the floor is an open, still unpacked suitcase and a boarding pass with today’s date on it. What i’m trying to say, is that this will be a quick one. A couple of months ago we were sitting outside of a …
Home in analog, the sequel
The other day when i was posting about my article in Tätowier Magazin, i noticed that this post was among my three most read posts recently. It’s an old post with analog pictures from my apartment only a few months after i moved in, and as i was looking at the photos, i was struck …
Seestern
A beautiful summer day in Berlin a few weeks ago, before the weather got a little too grey and autumn-like. A Saturday. I was up early, and he had barely slept, and we decided to go to the lake. Me, because i love swimming and going on adventures. Him, mostly because he wanted to make …
My scandi steeze
Quick, like a bandaid. Write a post and you’re back. Doesn’t even have to be that good.Forget about standards.Would you believe me when i say i was never really gone?Maybe not, but it’s the truth.Even when i’m not posting, i’m always writing. And even when i’m not writing, part of my brain is always focused …
Converge
It says a lot about my life that i can only find time to sit down and write when i’m on holiday. So i’m in Denmark. I started out in Copenhagen, coming in late at night, Friday after work. A night on Martin’s couch, and breakfast with Mille. Then a train to the countryside, with …
Cause we gon make a movie, a movie, and it’s gon be in 3D, in 3D
Have you ever had one of those dreams where you desperately need to run from something, but you can’t, you’re too heavy and it feels like you’re running in slow motion, or even not moving? Or is that just me? Anyway, they’re incredibly frustrating, and the other day one of them happened to me in …