Monthly Archives: April 2017

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My idea of weather and my opinion about nordic winters have changed a lot. And one thing that I really can’t suffer is people complaining all the time about weather. I wonder, though, if I’ll endure swedish climate. I always … Continue reading

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the world upsets, disappoints, frustrates and hurts us in countless way at every turn. it delays us, rejects our creative endeavours, overlooks us for promotions, rewards idiots and smashes our ambitions on its bleak, relentless shores. and almost invariably, we … Continue reading

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conquering distance

He has issues, and things that worry him, and things he is working on, and he makes mistakes and hurts me sometimes. And me too probably. And of course, even if I love him, I can see when he makes … Continue reading

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Things that make me scared and nervous nowadays: having to prepare some pilates classes to teach all absolutely in german (and dealing with the boss of the new studio who really makes me nervous) too much studying and too little … Continue reading

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underlife

Some good insights from the last days. When in a relationship some things are bad or make us feel uncomfortable or need to be discussed, it doesn’t mean that the whole relationship is wrong. It’s just how things are in … Continue reading

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untenable

Where does my superhero tendency come from? I don’t know why I have it, I don’t know if I was raised like this or if it’s innate in me. What’s sure is that, while growing up, being independent, being smart, … Continue reading

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hold on baby

I think I’m slowly building a self that I like. Through life, through him, through traveling and reading a lot and meeting people. I’m sharpening sides of myself, picking up missing pieces of my own self. I start to feel … Continue reading

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