Looking for Annie
One question has been haunting me the last few months: How do you go back to something you used to do, used to BE – when that person no longer exists?
Why is my lake so far away?!
I’m starting to eye the upcoming week for my first attempt at some proper swimpacking. And here I am, not swimming.
Two Years Of Riding Solo
Two years ago, on this very day, I arrived in Sweden, ready to ride my bike to the Nordkapp.
When I set out, I didn’t know a lot of things – and that was about to change.
Becoming A Published Writer Is HARD
I love going on my adventures solo. But I can’t do this one alone.
Will you help me?
The Last Story – Strolls Down Memory Lane
I didn’t start out with a plan on how to write these stories. But I did think I knew what the finish line would look like. I thought I would eventually, somewhere in the past, stumble upon a story that would explain how I got here. A turning point, a plot twist of sorts.
In Love With Something New
I used to feel bad about my lack of focus, my tendency to prefer being a Jack-Of-All-Trades rather than a specialist at just one thing.
But I won’t apologize for it anymore.
When the mafia is chasing you: HIT THAT GAS PEDAL. Pt.2 – Strolls Down Memory Lane
That story I like to tell of when we were chased out of town by the mafia. Pt.2