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Order

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Order

Floor is cold, feet burning. Hot meal on the kitchen table, first in weeks. Took some effort, turned out better than anticipated. A drink would be in order, where’s that Ouzo again. Live with me.

Ghostrun 2021

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Ghostrun 2021

You know when you are moving through the land, your body feels good and step by step the terrain rushes by under your feet and you feel like you could run like this halfway into forever and then you start noticing that you are being chased or followed by something or someone but there isn’t anyone there and you don’t know what or who it is, something or someone that is pulling you from behind, […]

Around

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For a moment I think I am in a different store, one I have never been in before, in an unknown city. Then I realize I can read the labels. It’s more disappointing than I would have expected. She kisses me, I kiss her back. There is something not right about this but we keep at it. Perhaps it’s just me, no it can’t be. This should not be happening. My feet are always wet […]

Autumn, souvenirs

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Autumn, souvenirs

I wake up, slowly, it smells autumn. The temperature is low but the sleeping bag is up for the task, I’m not cold. Next to me there is a backpack, the back is ok to carry it, later. Outside the car, it’s the car I had many suns ago, but I won’t be driving it today. I make breakfast, coffee. The ocean is to the right, the glacier to the left. Somewhere in between is […]

Days, you are strange

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Days, you are strange

And even stranger to have been stuck at home with something that resembles an old fashioned cold but these days, who knows? At least I’m among the lucky ones with a computer and internet and some work that can be done. Having been indoors for the last few days perhaps the days are stranger than I realize. The media perspective is only so accurate. Wonder how it all looks, I mean feels, when I get […]

Misery called, he would like to have his colours back

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Misery called, he would like to have his colours back

I honestly have no idea how the image above of the rooftops through the trees appears to others, who might have seen it, by coincidence or not. How could I? I just know that it brings back memories of one of my least elegant periods to date. Don’t think miserable would be an overstatement. Some ok photographs happened though, during the misery, at least they feel right somehow. Almost as if they are tangible, carry […]