An easy Sunday afternoon…

Sollyset flyder  gennem vinduet, som Rickard Jäverling’s “Salt Hill pt. 1” flyder ud gennem höjtalerne på mit skrivebord…

The sunlight is spilling throught the windows, like Rikard Jäverling’s “Salt Hill Pt. 1” is spilling out of the speakers onto my desk… 

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Dagens gåtur … / Today’s walk

En intim stemning fylder rummet; mit indre rum såvel som det ydre. Som at min själ löfter sig op, danser i ét med musikken.

De seneste par dages skrive-tid har väret intens, men givtig. Har indset at der kun er én vej til at nå til bogens slut. Og det er ved at skrive – hvert. ord. ned. Indtil jeg når slutningen… ❤
No surrender, no retreat. 

An intimate, intense mood fills the room; my inner room as well as the outer one. As if my soul is uplifted to dance as one with the music.

The writing-sessions of the previous couple of days have been intense, but rewardful. I’ve realized that there’s really only one way to reach the end of this book. And that is by writing – every. single. word. Until I get to the end… ❤
No surrender, no retreat. 

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Sollys har sin egen musik… / Sunlight has its own music…

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…ligesom disse. 🙂 Er så betaget – hver gang jeg går ud – af de frosne blade. Kunne blive ved at stirre på dem i timevis… / … As do these. 🙂 I’m so taken – every time I step outside – with the frozen leaves. I could stare at them for hours upon hours…

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