... Am Getting It! 👍

Sommersjov II. Sommeren raser afsted. Som en flok rabies-befængte klaprende rævesakse. Nej, det er ikke retfærdigt. Det er ikke alle rævesakse der har rabies.

Bogreception https://www.facebook.com/events/2667583279922429/?ti=cl #lukins #olbiński #olbinski #arspicturae #arspoetica #danishenglishpolish #booklaunch #godsbanen #vogn1 https://www.facebook.com/events/2667583279922429/ (her: Godsbanen) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxKMN8DBnro/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11go93nik3a17

Mit Sted / My Place.

I am lucky... Not that I'm that much into soccer, but... I was in Lisbon when Portugal became European Champions. THAT was a whole city going totally crazy! And today, again right in the spot, Benfica becomes national champions. Again, the city is going happy. (Except for those very quiet Sporting-fans...) In every public place, in most normal café's, in every parque or jardim... People are gathered to celebrate. And the whole experience is so different from Denmark. Here it's happy partying. And only that. Not frustrations and aggressive behaviour. So: More respect for a people that uses every opportunity to be happy. No matter what the "official" ranking of 'happy' countries say... (Which is a as misleading as possible...) No! I'm not that big a soccer fan. But I'm fan of a country that uses any excuse to be... Happy! #benfica #champions #lisbon #happiness #portuguese #happycountries #partytime #winners #nothingtodowithwriting #anightout #writingbreak #people #statistics #lies #campeones #celebrating #notmuch #notwriting #laurieandthestoryof (Is somehow related to this...) #howthiscountryanditspeoplemakesmewritealmostallthetimeevenwhenimjustwatchingsocceroutsideinaparcfillefwithpartyingcelebratingbenficafans (Usual one-off hashtag... VERY one-off!) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel (her: Lisbon, Portugal)

https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2020/03/17/fiktion/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #fiktion #forreal #prosa #idag (her: Barndomsriket) https://www.instagram.com/p/B91YlxCB2yC/?igshid=tqpzpyfhsu1m

SOLSYG / SKYAFSKY

“Every cloud…” Vrøvl. Der er intet ædelt ved misfarvet stål, om så forsøgt forskønnet med gammeldags dinglende disko-kugler og kulørte kæder. Raslende som rustent jern, trods plastik i højeste potens. Hvis der var ører der kunne høre, ville de krølle tæer, men musik skal der til. Er konsensus. Fint ord der prøver at finde sin mening. “Intet er så skidt, at det ikke…” Mere indtørret savl. Det…

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Now for me # XXXX of this kinda days. Thank God (?) for fiction: Escape-way...

not to be unnecessarily fake deep on a wednesday afternoon but I feel like I don’t have a personality also that I’m not real

Endelig... NU!

Hovsa! Det gav et lille sæt i ham. Der var et ansigt i spejlet! Det var ellers noget tid siden. Måneder? Siden et halvt udvisket fjæs lige havde orket et vink til farvel. Sikkert på vej mod en mere spændende refleksion. Det ville ikke være svært at finde. Eller på vej til spejlbilleders glasfyldte refleksmarker, eller hvor den slags tilbringer evigheden. Lige dét ansigt kunne nok være klar til…

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I’m not everything I want to be, but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning.

Charlotte Eriksson, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself (via books-n-quotes)

Me too...

VINGEFANGET. Bare én uge med hovedet under vingen… Bare én! Så vi kan passe os selv. Og passe på os selv.