Another routine day, when I did some webdesign-job in my budding company (at home), then rested and meditated (sort of) and then prepped for some teaching in webdesign at a local evening school.
I’m off to the latter gig – through February snows and public transportation semi-chaos – in a few hours.… Read more
What if I tried consistently to see my life as a journey? How would that feel?
Do I think it would make it easier for me to accept that sometimes there are false starts and dead ends and all kinds of problems?
Do I think it would make it easier for me to also enjoy the parts of the journey with the spectacular views and interesting people?… Read more
I just read about something new and awful Trump has been doing and saying, Gawd help me. I know it won’t help one bit, reading about all his BS.
What I know will help a bit, though, is remembering that I was born the same summer that was to be President Nixon’s last in the White House before Watergate forced him to resign.… Read more
Have you ever felt overwhelmed by all your problems?
Perhaps so much you felt really down – stuck – maybe even depressed?
There’s just too much on your plate, and you don’t know where to begin.
But you do know that you feel worse and worse about it every day.… Read more
Today we started rearranging our smallish apartment for Jay’s coming. I felt a bit like we were too late, not just with that but with everything.
Jay should have been here 10 years ago.
Our steady jobs should’ve been here 10 years ago.
Some kind of house should be here for all of us to fit in.… Read more
I have a close friend I know I can call at any time.
I know this is a privilege.
On the other hand … you don’t get or keep close friends if you don’t work for it.
And many people seem to be too busy working their jobs instead of working on their friendships.… Read more
A day spent doing two jobs in my firm and writing two job applications, with the best will I could mobilize.
I did laundry also and then walked to my cousin’s cafe in a foggy north-west part of the capital, only to find he wasn’t there.
Instead, behind the extremely diminutive bar, a 28 year old good-looking woman with a master’s degree in philosophy and some trauma from meeting the real world of unemployment soon after.… Read more
I was just about to write an angry comment to some idiot.
Yes, on Facebook – where else?
The idiot wrote in a Facebook-group for a national TV-radio programme about politics that he “didn’t care about Somali refugees because they were not [our] countrymen”.
He then wrote that Somalis should not stay in our country because they were not us.… Read more
Another day closer to Jay.
I’m confident and anxious at the same time.
I guess all is as it should be.… Read more
I keep having these recurring dreams, of a girl I knew in high school. We only met once afterwards, at a reunion party in 2003.
Then … she vanished. Only to pop up last year on Facebook.
We had a rocky relationship back then, in high school. To say the least.… Read more