It’s been over a year since the last time I wrote anything. The writing gift kind of just vanished; the willingness to open the word processor and typing away w...

The second I saw that technical assessment I knew I was gonna fail. I sighed while reading the email and the document with all those fucking unrealistic require...

Unemployed for the last four and a half months, I have reached the point where I seriously ask myself if I have hit the end of the Scandinavian road. Perhaps th...

19:05, Chilean summer time. My words haven’t grazed my blog since January, when I texted my ex. A subsequent book, Surviving hygge, made it out from the guts of...

There’s no easy way to say this, so I’ll just say it: I’m sorry. Very, very sorry. For everything. Too little, too late. I know. But I couldn’t even greet you l...