I’ve been consumed with work lately. Written like that it might seem dreary for people who don’t enjoy their work, but for me: It’s WONDERFUL!
I only wish the days were longer… while they’re literally getting shorter. Høstjevndøgn in Norway falls on 23. September. It’s when the day and night are equally long. (Called equinox in English, according to Google Translate.)
And on the Thursday closest to this date, a magical event finds place to remind us that the dark season is full of light.
4,000 torches light up the Akerselva river.
Akerselva is decorated for the night walk.
In the dark, you find artsy stuff – like this poem.
Some places along the river are very dark. Most of the electric lightning is off for this night.
Oslo these days is like: sun OFF, sun ON, sun off and on. But no matter the weather, it’s eternal sunshine in my mind (this week).
I finally have a job, you see ^_______^
So for at least ten months, I will not be whining about being an unemployed journalist. Be glad you’ll never see some of my post drafts from last year published; they all start with an account of a quite fortunate and privileged girl’s struggles in the Real World of Adults. Which could have been interesting musings, if the girl writing them didn’t happen to be the least inspiring person on the planet when she’s pitying herself.
Now it’s in the past. I’m working and living in Oslo. Life is good.