Av og til

Av og til ønsker jeg at jeg stepper ut av huset mitt en tidlig, sol-full morgen. At døren låses automatisk bak meg mens jeg åpner porten og kommer ut på veien. At jeg tripper nedover gaten og kjenner at varmen fra solen allerede er sterk i ryggen. Jeg krysser veien, i skjørt og topp, mens en tynn cardigan ligger og hviler vesken. Jeg stikker ned en sidegate, den som er litt raskere, og trekker pusten dypt mens jeg smiler litt. Tenker at disse øyeblikkene, de må jeg huske den dagen jeg er tilbake i Norge og vinteren står på som verst. For selv om jeg er trøtt, og jeg skal på jobb, og det bare er en vanlig tirsdag i dag, så nærmest dirrer luften av spenning. Det er alle tingene inni mellom som gjør det, alle de små magiske øyeblikkene som følger en dag. Jeg er utendørs, det er sommer, og trærne er grønne, og jeg tenker at det huset der borte, det hadde det vært fint å bodd i. Kanskje en dag?

Jeg nærmer meg togstasjonen, stopper for en kaffe på hjørnet like ved. Jeg blir smilt til, snakket med, jeg venter mens jeg blar i dagens avis, sniffer inn lukten av ny brent kaffe og bacon, får med meg kaffen ut døren og traver opp på perrongen mens toget ruller inn på plattformen. Jeg smetter inn døren, er heldig og finner en sitteplass innimellom alle de andre som er på vei til jobb denne morgenen. Ørepropper i ørene, musikken på, smugtitting på de andre passasjerene mens soundtracket til livet mitt ruller avgårde.

Det er bare en ny dag. En ny dag i et fantastisk liv.

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crazy, english summer

There is nothing that screams melancholy more than Faithless does, well to me at least.
Their tracks remind me of my youth – young & vulnerable, and bound up in a quest for love & affirmation.
This track is particularly dear to me – crazy english summer – and the lyrics make me feel sombre & quiet inside, in the most beautiful kind of way:
Fields of fire that passed the train.
The sky is victorious but here comes the rain.
Friday is taking me home again,
And I’ve nothing but you on my mind.
Grass is greener without the pain,
I think that I’m changing but I’m just the same
My sun is a ascending again
And I’ve nothing but you on my mind
Sometimes I feel like I’m glad to be free,
Sometimes I still want your arms around me
Sometimes I’m glad to have left you behind,
The Crazy English Summer has put you back on my mind.
Life’s a riot a lover a friend,
Pity the day that it has to end
Friday come speed me home again,
I’ve nothing but you on my Mind.
Sometimes I feel like i’m fine on my own,
Fifty Thousand miles from home.
Sometimes I’m weak and the past is my guide,
Summer returns and puts you back on my mind
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the new july

when i was living in melbourne, july was the coldest month of the year. i had started to associate july with short, rainy days, poor indoor heating systems, blankets & rugs & trackies, electric blankets in bed, cardies & mockies, bottles of red on a wednesday night and lots and lots of hot chocolate.

in norway, july is the month of absolute summer joy. the days are humid and warm, and as most people are on holiday from work, there is this real sense of peace and serenity around us. traffic is good, supermarkets half empty and the residential streets are filled with happy kids on school holidays. the rugged fjord landscape has been turned into impromptu swimming spots, and people are setting up their little “take away” barbecues anywhere and everywhere. our short winter days have been replaced with never ending summer nights, that just go on and on, and you wonder when you’re going to be able to have an early night, because it is simply impossible to hit the sack before 1 am. in the balmy night, we dream of dark, green grass, and black rocks leading into the dark blue sea. in the morning, we wake early, full of anticipation of what’s to come, another day in july, the month we dream of all year, and that keeps us sane during the darkest of times.

sometimes, you couldn’t ask for more, and we know it so well. this is bliss, this is life at its best, knowing that everything happens right now, and we are lucky enough to be here to experience it.

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Summer to-do list

  • stay up really late at night, to make sure I don’t miss a single ray of that midsummer sunlight
  • wash my sheets weekly and hang them up in the garden, so they always smell of warm summer sun
  • sunbake at 8 pm
  • jump into really cold sea water and dry slowly in the warmth of the midday sun, with a towel wrapped around my waist
  • get up really early, like 5 am, and have a coffee on the balcony while the world is quiet and the birds are my only company
  • eat strawberries for supper and watermelon for breakfast
  • meet strangers in the street, and stop for a chat just because
  • bake banana cake and enjoy it on the balcony after 9 pm, while reflecting on the day just gone
  • eat ice cream with a child who really loves ice cream
  • lie in the grass at least every second day, with a book or just marvelling at the sky, contemplating life and summer and the endless cycle of the seasons
  • watch movies in bed late at night, with tanned legs and a big bowl of grapes

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summer

There’s nothing quite like Norwegian summer. Just like that, winter has lost its grip on the landscape and nature has undergone a complete transformation. Gradually, we have witnessed our surroundings turn green and seen what miracles can be achieved in just a week, sometimes even just a day. When the world is green, it’s easy to forget that it’s not always like this. It’s hard to remember that winter is always there, always behind the scenes, waiting, lurking, making sure of his return, once summer has done its time. But for now, we enjoy these peaceful, light summer nights. It’s hard to go to bed before midnight, and even harder to sleep past 7 am. It gives me endless peace to look outside just before I go to bed, seeing the green, luscious landscape hovering out there, and to think about how the sun sets for just a few hours before she is back for another day of bliss.

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