A couple of days ago I met up with an old friend. One of these really handsome, successful, ambitious guys that despite one or two moments never really turned out to lead anywhere remotely romantic. I hadn’t seen him for…
Unexpected nostalgia
Today I had a rare treat. A few weeks ago my father and I handed in a few old video cassettes that has been lying around the last 20 years or so, for digitization. Today I got to see them…
Guilty pleasures – The 100
A few days ago I emerged myself in one of those guilty pleasures that I rather not tell people yet feel way too old to be ashamed of. During 8 and 2/3 hours, 520 minutes, 31200 seconds – without…
Breathing place
The first thing that hits me is the smell. The smell of wet moss, pine trees, sun heated rock. The smell of Sweden. It hits me with such force when I step out of the car that I am immediately…
That right level of “alternative” – or the move to freedom
This weekend I moved out from one of Magdeburg’s depressing LEGO-block buildings. One of those with exterior of white tiles making it more look like a huge bathroom turned outside in than anything else. My new living quarters are situated…
Unwanted male attention
A while back a complete stranger, a man from the Balkans or perhaps the middle east, came up to me wanting to start a conversation. He quickly changed from German to English, asking me if I spoke English. I told…
Thoughts on Magdeburg
I’ve lived there for over three months. All over town semi-empty DDR-complexes crowns the streets with their LEGO-block feel to them. Randomly placed like huge coloured cubes with balconies built in. Even I live in one of these. Thankfully I…