I grew up respecting the forests — i knew they could be dangerous. Children go missing in the forest. Bears. Wolves. Scary things can appear as if from nowhere and it is in the silence where only your fear will breathe.
But now that i live in an apartment, not necessarily far from the countryside but far from the freedom that it provides — i realise that it is not the troll i fear anymore. Its the modern world, built up cities & technology.. a fear of never knowing whether to return to Scandinavia (even though i miss it everyday). Thankfully i don’t live online and i don’t consider my mobile an extra limb, nevertheless i’m still out of tune. I’ve never been a city kid — i was born in Southern Denmark out by the fields and the cold, in the summer no less but i’m a snow baby at heart. A wild child that wandered out from the warm moss of the forest and i hope soon to be back where im strongest; In the middle of nowhere where it’s quiet, and beautiful and the old world still lives.
Its a weird day today — i’m not sure where i want to be, where i need to go or what to do. I’ve lived so many places and that makes it difficult to decide where to go from here.
For now, i will go to Ikea and get my Scandi fix of familiar foods and other goodies.