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Navigating life through coffee, volunteering & laughter.

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  • Cracking open a new journal

    2022 is Finally here & I celebrated by opening up my new journal. There’s something refreshing about starting a new journal in the new year. The fresh paper, the smell of the binding. I began journaling when I was in high school.

    It has saved my life in a way to journal & to write something personal everyday. I have been buying moleskin for years. I now won’t use anything else. I hope my journal will be a guide someday to the generation after me. That writing on paper isn’t soo dreadful as some generations see it.

    I have an observation moleskin that I write in, in my favorite café. Where I write down what I see or hear or just think. It’s cathartic & pleasant. I write about how crowded it is on the bus or how people are behaving. It helps me process my day to day. I think in many ways journaling has saved my life.

    I like paper books too, the feel of paper & reading gives me great joy. I hope 22 is filled full of good memories & that we at some point can put the pandemic behind us. Pick up a pen instead of a laptop & let the words show up on the page. Happy New Year from a windy city in the northern hemisphere.

  • When you can’t count on

    the local police department. It’s nothing new with me I had the same problem across the pond. But Bergen police are lazy & sloppy & if you call the non-emergency they transfer you to Oslo. My, how responsible.

    We had a lost dog come up on our property last night & tried but failed to reach the local police department. I let the phone ring for over 4.5 minutes & no one answered. Luckily the dog owner had his contact information on his dog so they were reunited.

    Vestpolicedistrict doesn’t seem to want to give out emergency phones to domestic violence victims either. They just tell them to call the emergency #. My, how responsible. I am no longer impressed with these highly trained police officers that Never do their work.

    If we have an emergency at least we know we can’t count on, vestpolicedistrict. They’re probably sitting around eating cookies & drinking coffee & can’t be bothered to help the public they’re supposed to serve.

  • Reflecting on a pandemic year

    I guess I should start off by saying that I am grateful for my health. That I’ve not had any close calls with COVID this year. It’s something I am thankful for everyday.

    I’m grateful for my husband & that we managed to work through our differences this year, although July was a rough month. That our communication is good & that we look out for each other.

    For our four legged creature that can be both silly & serious. That loves to cuddle & has become my companion up Fløyen when I go. That gets upset if one of us leaves the house.

    For the new friends I have met this year & for my bestie who keeps me on track. That our bullshit meters still work & that we don’t take crap from anyone.

    I’m grateful for the café I go to & write in & for the barista’s that are kind & remember what I drink. For my ability to work on my new book & that it’s become a project.

    If we weren’t in a national lockdown I’d say my job, but that’s hard when it’s a lockdown. Till next year, remember to be grateful every day even for the small stuff.