No drugs, I have coffee
Swimming before bed, heavenly It’s a pity that I can’t swim every day. Especially just before going to sleep, it really works wonders. I sleep so well. I enjoy my little beach and the view… Lees meer…
Tag: longdistancetrail
Going on
Slow starters The German hikers are just like me: slow starters. I slept wonderfully in my tent. Perhaps I should do that more often. They say they felt a bit cold in the shelter, because… Lees meer…
Who is hiking with me today?
The brown gold Coffee. It is sacred to me. My first coffee in the morning. It’s always a delight. Whether I’m still lying in my tent or in the shelter. A highlight of the day.… Lees meer…
A new story
You can’t force inspiration Only after noon do I pack up and move on. I found the perfect spot for writing. A covered hut with a table. I thought: the inspiration will come. But no.… Lees meer…
Sweden can wait another day
Will they do it or not? For the second morning, I wake up in my shelter in the clearing in the woods. I am calm again after yesterday’s day at the church. Exciting, because I… Lees meer…
The loss of my safety net.
Fear and panic At night I lie awake sweating. Not because I’m warm. Not because something is happening outside my shelter. Fear is in my head. Old trauma of getting lost suddenly resurfaces. I feel… Lees meer…