“Are you ok?” – they asked.
“I don’t know if I’m alive anymore,” I whispered back.
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Monthly Archives: June 2013
The cold type of sun
The weather in Bergen is schizofrenic and while leaving the house wearing nothing, but shorts and tees, you still have to remember your umbrella for later. Everyone tells me how hot it is and yet I’m still wearing big hoodies trying not shiver to much. Why, oh why?
These days are filled with stressed out friends, studying hard for the exams and coping with all the life-changing decisions.
Some kind of mentally shut-down
My mind is playing tricks on me. I have shut out the world surrounding me, and there is no one who can get me out of my little bubble.
