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”Salt, bittersalt är havet, och klart och kallt.

På djupet multnar mycket,

men havet renar allt.

Vilt, rovdjursvilt

är bränningens glittrande språng,

men ingen människas tankar

är höga som havets sång.” - Karin Boye

 My birthday is coming up next week and I’m turning 23, still young but also one year closer to hag, My birthday is coming up next week and I’m turning 23, still young but also one year closer to hag,


My birthday is coming up next week and I’m turning 23, still young but also one year closer to hag, haha. Still have much to learn, but I’ve already learned alot.

We’re currently living in strange times, as we all know. We need to learn from this and realize that we can’t control some things and this world. We need to stop living in our own bubbles and look around and think deeper.

I’m leaving for the countryside tomorrow and I’ll probably stay there until the situation has calmed down. I rather isolate myself among trees, fields and sea than in the city where I already feel trapt in general. I can go out without being around people, hike, photograph, spend time with my dear mother and hopefully get some better focus on my studies.

All I want for my birthday is nature, fresh air, peace and good health.

I hope you’re all doing well out there around the world and stays safe


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 Deep down the bottom of the well,There’s solid ground your feet must find to stand.So delve i

Deep down the bottom of the well,
There’s solid ground your feet must find to stand.
So delve into the darkness that’s your own,
It won’t possess you anymore if you’re one.

All the pain and sorrow,
That are haunting your dreams,
Are the vast unknown that will set you free.
Specters of sorrow,
That are haunting your dreams,
Are the vast unknown that will set you free,
Down the road devils weep.

Lyrics: Jonathan Hultén - Where Devils Weep
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Even if I’ve been longing for the darker nights, calmness and beautiful autumn colors, it’s always a bit hard for me to let go of the light. Thank you sun for all the warmth, comforting and joy. It’s time for us both to rest. We’ll meet again soon.

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”Så tackar jag min jord att jag får vara vid liv, ett blod, ett jag, ett hjärta, som kan slå med lätta slag och låta sorgsna drömmerier fara som moln i fjärran på en sommardag”. - Erik Lindorm


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