take me back to London town
when it felt good to be around

Thesis, my life. Not.

"While scholars are comparing and constructing theories, debating intellectual questions, and dividing humankind into categories,the world is changed by persons with faith, spirit, emotion, compassion, intuition and irrational thinking." -Grey Owl

Thought of the day

How can power be given to already equally-righted human beings?

That sure is a good question.

It made me happy for a while

There is a cover on my sofa that is crocheted by my mum, and so is the pillow on my bed.
A beautifully weaved tablecloth is my temporary rug. My aunt loves weaving.
If you entered my room and looked at the walls, you would see a blue painting.
It´s a present from a dear friend.
Jewellery made by a friend.
A book made by a friend.
Piece of art mabe by my dad,
Pictures taken by friends.
Creativity surrounds me and brings colours to my gloomy, self-created state of mind.

You colour my black and white days

I wonder who colours your black and white days?

Your heart is an empty room

Cause all you see is where else you could beWhen you're at home
Out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone
And all you see is where else you could be,
when you're at home,
There on the street,
are so many possibilities to not be alone.