And it was going so well too...
But i suppose i needed a little blog break; i sometimes do.
I've been thinking lately, or over-thinking is more like it, but i still don't know how to open my blog up to stuff like that. My thoughts, or my opinions, is more like it.
I feel like i share so much more on twitter sometimes. Maybe because it's easy and less challenging thatn dedicating a whole post to something?
I think i'm over the stage where i'm worried about offending people, or not living up to the expectations of complete strangers, but it's still tricky to change the shape of something that has existed for so long now.
Maybe someday i'll figure that out, but it won't be now.
Now, i need to go make myself a home alone dinner, possibly while thinking about whether the fact that we finally found a place we both want to live in, only to find that dogs aren't allowed there, isn't a sign that we need to move to another country rather than another part of this shit city?
Sometimes i can't for the life of me think of more than a single reason to stay.
This weekend, or until yesterday, actually, we went to the country for my parents' annual Christmas market in the old barn.
It was very cozy and Christmas-y, but i still haven't found that darn Christmas spirit.
Even typing the word rubs me the wrong way. Christmas.
Maybe i just need to go down into the basement, get out the decorations, and get over it?
It would be a good start, at least!
All handmade, as usual
Beautiful, gloomy Bisserup
Allan and his sleeping baby-kangaroo
My brother Tobias and his ewok Carla