.One Unripe Avocado.
The other day I sent my friend a message: “What do you want to eat tonight?” “I am really not fussy. Do you want me to pick something up?” Me: “If you don’t mind. I will see if they have pretzels. Shrimp? The usual?” His…
.Inspiration.
.The Story I am Telling in my Head is…”
I overheard this conversation the other day at a coffee shop: -Tell me about us! -About us? -Tell me as if I would be a person you have never met. – Well, we were lovers at first, then got married, then had a child, then…
Thoughts on Humor.
My friend Julia from Germany told me that despite everything that is happening in my life these days, I still keep my humor. “How do you do it,” she asked. This made me think about humor. For example, why is a funny, shirtless drunk bachelor…
.Seasons.
When I was seventeen, I joined the Federal German Police; this one in all its seriousness seemed more finite than continuing school or bartending for pocket-money and tips. After I graduated from Police Academy and patrolled the streets of Munich for a couple of years,…
.Small Steps.
I never really knew what I wanted to be. Well, maybe when I was six. I am pretty sure I wanted to be a garbage collector but maybe it was only because I really liked how the garbage men ride the trucks standing on these…
.Things I Do Not Buy Anymore.
I would like to share with you ten things I no longer buy in an attempt to make my life easier and less cluttered. These are things I stopped buying and of course, you don’t have to stop purchasing those if they make you happy.…
.Things I Hate.
I received an email from a reader who asked me if I could write about things I hate. Well, I don’t really hate anything. Hate is such a strong word. I usually replace hate with the word dislike but for this post, I will stick with…
.Time, Lies and Leftovers.
(Artwork by Mamma Andersson, “Leftovers”) For some reason, there is this sweet restorative innocence to waking up in the morning after a good sleep and discovering that something has changed overnight. It may be the avocado that ripened overnight after I placed it in a…
.It’s All in the Waves.
The other day I sat at the dock and realized something. The air and warmth of the sun changed. It was still very hot but something was different from the last couple of weeks. So far, I had an awesome summer, spent with great people,…
.Sometimes Raw – The Book.
Ladies and Gentlemen, can I please have your attention for this public service announcement: OH MY GOD, I WROTE A BOOK. The title: Sometimes Raw – Balance is key and moderation is my friend. Sometimes. I love that title but I love the cover more. I can…