Beautiful beasts

When Im out there I can breathe

I went to visit my best friend where he works out in the bush.
And life felt a bit greater.
When I see trees I can breathe and forget you.
When I feel the wild I'm myself.
When I sleep under stars tomorrow will be gentle.
Above the clouds all my demons are insignificant.

A drive to Amboseli

Is not to recommend for anyone that cant stand dust, bumps and a endless road.
But somehow I made it here on my own, after a few breakdowns, not mechanical, emotional.
And I'm glad I decided to leave the city and escape my demons for a while.

I'm still lost and confused about me and my place in this world.
But it always feels better when talking to elephants.

Did I really want to become a designer?

I mean how thought through was really my decision to study Design?
At the time I wanted nothing else.
In a way, now I wish I had done something different. Become something easier to define and something that would make job seeking a bit more straight forward.

Im starting to look at new possibilities....but where and as what I have no idea...I just know there's got to be something out there...

There is something about Sweden

There is something with the raw rocks that moves me
maybe a bit nostalgia

The dampness of a morning
ladybug gone missing

The knowledge of safe walking
and personal space

Like childhood fairytales it reminds me
of mystery, seaweed, safety pins and street signs