If you ever call again.
If you ever see me again.
If you ever hug me again.

You will hear a voice full of broken glass.
You will see a scared version of me.
You will feel my ribs like a fake metal grid around my heart.

I cant eat. I'm exhausted. I can not think about you.
I'm afraid of breaking.

With this overpopulated earth...is it really ethical to want to have children?

Had a major argument with one of my closest friends the other day.
First of all he doesnt like kids.
His second argument for not choosing to have children weighs a bit heavier; overpopulation of the planet.
How can it be environmentally sound and sustainable to raise a family. Even if you can provide the best future. Even if you can drive green cars and replant rain forest and shop eco-cotton clothes and eat local vegetables. Every western child consumes this planets resources probably 10 times of a child in the developing world.
So even if we want to see the solution in providing slum dwellers with condoms...it not gonna work.
My friend has a point. And he is firm in his believes. He can agree to say that one kid is at least better than three.

I still want a family one day. I want to give birth to a child if I can. But I dont want to bring something wonderful into this world just to destroy the planet equally much.

One child? Is that fair?

My flyffy little friend

She is the worlds cutest Tree Hyrax. And I shall call her Helga.
Helga lives in the big tree outside our guest dining in Mara. Such a sweetie.

Portfolio/CV/Resume

How do you best display your work and skills when you are a bit in between words and pictures?
Somewhere a bit undefined in your career.
And there is no red thread in your work...

Should it be strict and organized?
Dynamic and flimsy?
Graphic and creative?

Klick

I still love this lamp I designed in my 2:nd year of Design School. My teacher didn't.
I'm so happy it still works and that it's hanging in my sisters bedroom in the fancy nice apartment that finally does justice to my light source.

So I suppose that sometimes, once in a while, I do get good ideas...
:-)

A green man and my sis

Cant decide if the Hulk or Lina is coolest?!

Sick and tired of paradise

Tomorrow I'm going back to Mara. Has been a while. I'm not excited. Not looking forward.
It used to be the opposite. It used to be paradise.

How did it stop to be a place to breathe and live?
When did I stop to love it?

Need to find a new paradise.

Birthdaypresents

What do you give to one of your best friends on his 30th birthday?
A tie? Boring, he must have 50 already as he wears it to work every day.
Cuff links? I'm not a cuff link kind of girl..have no clue whats hot...
Flowers? Ehhheee....no
Something for the house? He is not that domestic...

My friend is funny, warm, loving, clever and ambitious. He is earth grounded and sees through superficial stuff. He is sensible and a real rock.

I got him two books. I love getting books. I bough one funny one and one more serious but totally interesting book I have read and loved. And a cute handmade card with an ostrich on.

Happy birthday my fantastic friend!
Love you!

That was wayyyy to serious for a Thursday

I want to feel as cute and playful as a MONKI t-shirt

My last post, yes, was a bit melodramatic and serious.
Today Im totally mindset on not falling down in that existential future "what will happen" hole.
Its a awfully sunny pretty day outside and its Friday.

Future

Today...the future scares me again.
I'm not sure what I will do, work with and make a living.
Just to dream is not so easy today.

I know there is something, got to be something, that I will rock at doing. That I will be passionate about again. But right now my current job is making me feel like sleeping, hiding or run far away. I simply don't like it anymore.
I suppose thats natural.

Time to move on...I have said it before...and I want to keep on repeating it. Until I lift myself up and do something about it.