And then.

I haven't posted in a while. I don't know if you miss my posts. Anyway.
Lots have happened, mostly good stuff, I just haven't been in the writing mood.

The moments after

Most of the time what I seek is just clarity. A point where everything is peeled off, the layers and layers of unimportant and shallow shit, and things are put in perspective. And what one is left with is just what life is.
Seeking clarity doesn't work. It comes to you. And now I know when - after someone has died.

Frankly.

When a new year starts I'm either very hopeful or on the edge of devastation. I'm closer to the latter this year, but I won't fall.
I just find that, once again, I ask myself questions and realizing there are new answers to them. And I fail to recall when things changed. The real problem though, is if things will stay this way or if I'll change back into old mode. I'm quite sick of re-routing everything.

Earthcake!

Earthquake this morning in southern Sweden. I woke up, my bed was shaking pretty badly, the acoustic guitar on my wall was making sounds. They say it was somewhere between 4.5 and 5 on the Richter scale. Which is badass for lil ol' Sweden. We were pretty much taught that there couldn't be earthquakes here. In your face, seismologists!

Switzerland is a bunch of thieves...

I am having a bad time with technology again. Especially computers. They are my sworn enemies. The big one is having fits every now and then and decides to crash down whenever I do something important or when I am in a hurry.
Benjamin the Mac laptop gave me shocks yesterday when we recorded Chucow. Screwed up my left hand pretty badly.
Where are those mountains I desperately needed a few months ago?


... That's right, Switzerland stole them. According to Brent. If you listen to Chucow you'll get what he meant.