This is Where I Write – POEM

In the corner of a hidden smile At the end of a falling tear The beginning of a question markĀ  Underneath the clothes I wear * Half awake and always dreaming Never lost, but still unfound In between colours, black and white Wings spread wide and roots in the ground * For all to see,... Continue Reading →

London, My Dear London!

It's one of the hardest things to watch someone you love hurting. Especially when you know that there's really not much you can do to make it go away, except for being there and trying to ease the pain. When the news hit Oslo about the London Bridge terror, I was out having a few... Continue Reading →

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