Writers block

Even though I work like crazy I don't feel like I get anything done... It's frustrating to say the least. I wanna be done. Published.
But I'm not. I'm writing and writing... For what? Money? No. Fame? No. I write because I love to write. Because there's so many untold stories.
Today is a day I rather just forget.

Details of everyday life

As a noted last night (if I'm not mistaken) I was bored and decided to take some photos. The four above is a sample of what was taken. Hope you like them.

Filling time

I desperatly need inspiration over here... I am out of things to do. Done two sets of laundry, fixed the light in the hallway (it's working now, I'm so proud), folded bedsheets, resqued a frog, planned the baking for tomorrow, drank a lot of tea, drawn plenty, played on the computor, neatly organized all my important papers... So what now? It's eleven in the evening and I'm sure I have several hours left before I get tired.
I thought about the camera... But what am I to take photos of? Hm... I guess that's a good enough project for the late evening. Creep around here like a burgler... Great. I'll stay indoors.

Stuck in here - frog alert

Trying my best not to involve my brain too much today. Work is not even an option... So I'm doing some laundry and playing around on the computor. Have to keep my mind occupied. The weather sucks, so I feel stuck in here, but it could be worse, much worse.
I was woken up by my sister at 10:20am and I felt the need to sit up and acually open my eyes before I answered. In other words - I didn't sleep much last night.

And I got my wardrobe organized and lit a scented candle. You might say I'm taking care of myself. I would say I'm keeping myself distracted. Keeping the brain and the heart as far apart as possible.
Think I'm gonna do some baking tomorrow. I don't have the energy for it today. Baking and further cleaning.

And what's up with all the frogs here? Today I rescued the third frog in 2-3 weeks... My entrance is one floor down, with stairs. So the frogs must think it's a cool place, but then can't get up on their own. So I am on frog-watch. A part in my plan to make this planet a better place, I guess. We all have to start somewhere. Saving frogs is important, like not killing spiders just because they happen to be indoors. I have a spider in the bathroom I named Bruno. It's curled up in the corner behind the toilet and I'm just hoping it wont find someone to make babies with... I'm not a big fan of spiders. But we'll get along fine as long as it's quiet in that corner.

The walk

Today has been spent walking with Mikaela in Stockholm. A warm, lovely day. Many thoughts run around in my head, I get tired just thinking about everything that's happening. Soon I'll be moving to a new place. Don't know where/when yet, but hey, why make life simple when it's so easy to live in complex limbo...

So to keep myself from going crazy, I take it one day at a time. This year seems to be just as full of surprises as the last one was.

Hopefully I'll be pleasently surprised at the way everything turns out. But I'm not taking anything for granted. The road ahead is still not visible.

Pride Parade Stockholm 2010

The Parade was on it's new route this summer,

longer than it has been before. I applaude all the people

who made it all the way in heals!

You'd think it's easy to know your way in a parade,
but some people simply follow the white line to be sure...

Hm... let me guess...

Babsan, a loved lady here in Sweden.