Ghosts of Christmas Past

You know what happens when your backup hard drive crashes? Personally, I lose the motivation to take more pictures. What’s the point of preserving a moment or a memory for ever, if you won’t see it ever again?

And those crashes, they happen to me a lot. Do they happen to you too?

So I haven’t taken pictures for months (except for ❤ work <3). Because what’s the point? Also, it’s dark outside >_> #polarnights

Then, I decided to look through my old backup disk earlier today.

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Preparing for New Year (Christmas isn’t really celebrated in Russia), Year: 199x

There will be no photo summary of 2015 on this blog. “R.I.P. stupid hard drive”. Instead – pictures of christmas past:

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Utrecht 2010
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Sometime during this photo session, I realize that Caroline is my BFF ❤ Oslo 2010
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Christmas time, Drammen 2013
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Oslo City 2014
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Merry Christmas!

 

phony autumn

Autumn is the weirdest time of the year.

I love it ❤

Shot with Phony:

entering the dark season

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.

More about this event – yeah, #2lazy2write

:-OSLO

The bliss

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.

And this is my new neighborhood:

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I feel the need to write something too

My Facebook feed is bouncing from drowning me with all the sad stories of the world to bathing me with sunlight. The summer in Norway has been incredibly sunny and warm this year, a phenomena most Norwegians have managed to share on FB, in one way or another. Dream summer – drømmesommer. And it lasts, while my feed otherwise grows darker.

What will I remember of this period? The flowering parks and afternoon barbecues, or the distant wars and fleeting moments of melancholy?

Two things are certain: I had a higher opinion of people in general when we couldn’t comment and share news stories, and I felt the world was a better place before I started following the news.

The more you know…

newly moved

new crib

I moved into a new flat last week, in Oslo. I really liked living in Drammen centre and the daily walks by the river there, it’s beautiful. (Posts about Drammen >>) Buuuut, YES, hooray! I’m officially back in the capital, closer to my friends, big events and potential work. Fantastisk!

This is my new place!

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Although the process of moving is always tedious, stressing and generally no-fun, having settled in (yeah, I call moving most of my stuff to a place “settled in”) is beyond GREAT. A new home is a chance to start anew, a new beginning, a possibility to start on a different life.

I’m ready.

 

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