I’ve been a storyteller, albeit not by that name, since I was about 6 years old. I had started school and hated it, so making me walk the long deserted road to the bus stop was probably quite a challenge for my mother. We lived close to the sea on a wonderful, small island, in a small house surrounded by …
Life is a journey, they say. I understand why people say it, but it doesn’t make me any less irritated by those words. What makes it even worse is that I myself say it occasionally. These days I feel completely lost. I don’t have any real skills, I haven’t accomplished anything of importance (or even accomplished something of no importance …
I am so very lucky, so very privileged and that makes me feel even worse sometimes. There are times, like these days, when all I want to do is to hide somewhere. To go into hibernation like a bear and not return until after winter has ended and everything begins anew. Right now, it feels a lot like wintertime, in …
