What are we but futile stares from across the street standing on a corner waiting for the traffic light to change? What are we but silent looks from across the bar surrounded by friends walled from each other? What are we but scattered messages on a dating app fleeing feelings, that come and go and…
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After spending the whole Sunday being absolutely lazy, playing videogames and indulging in unproductivity; I decided to go out for a walk. Of course, rainy and wintery Copenhagen is not so nice to go for an evening stroll. So, as I was walking in the wet streets of Nørrebro, my creative mind started “writing” my…
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I look at my laptop’s clock. It’s 14:14:14 of February 14th, 2016. Can’t say I don’t feel obligated by fate or God or the mysteries of life to write a short little something on love. So I will start with a fun fact: by accident, I set a date on Saint Valentines Day, 14 years…
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How many lives did I let run through my fingers grabbing the ferocious tides of destiny with my naked hands?
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I swallowed my tears in the supermarket. It’s “Taco Friday,” a Norwegian tradition we adopted when we moved to Denmark. Every time I put a new ingredient in my basket, I could see Her face, taking a big bite off a taco.And Her smile. And that warm feeling in my chest, now getting cold and…
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