02.10.08
Recreation.
Humble trees with no need to show off. Covered in mist that limit eyesight and makes me feel somewhat like a goldfish. Or, the next morning, bathed in sunlight and perfect to walk among. Her voice and presence.
02.06.08
Expansion of blog content
My original plan was to use this blog only as a narrative of the outpost in Mumbai. However, I realize that I also have to convey information about various issues to my classmates through this blog. So, for the story, check the narrative category. Other posts may be in swedish or may not make much sense to those of you who are not in my class.
02.03.08
It begins
It begins. Filled with the artificial and slightly nauseating alertness of caffeine I write my first blogpost. My newly acquired vacuum cleaner (a plastic green thing, which, cute as it is, probably will fall apart within a year) calls for attention, and I will shortly answer it. I’m toying with the idea of writing a narrative of my journey to India with the kaospilots, for my own amusement and to test if writing might fill my need for a craft which I’m passionate about. Memories of a sun-filled morning with my radiant girlfriend warm me, and despite my current inner turmoil, I feel ready to tackle next week.
