Kategoriarkiv: surviving
I take a walk every day
Translated from Swedish, the Swedish text below. I take a short walk every day to regain my strength in body and head. It is as it use to be, everyone has someone but I have no one at all … Fortsätt läsa
Breast cancer as a personal experience (I)
Ingress So kindly pestering, again and again I’m asked to stay in the care plan. I’m asked to act against my will for my own good. It’s simply disgusting. I I knocked on a door … Fortsätt läsa
Windy sunny spring
It’s windy, it’s sunny out there,all while I slowly recover indoors.Weak, I thought I had a burn-outand hit the floor alone in the night.I could have died, but I didn’t know.And now I just sit here and look out.The April … Fortsätt läsa
Wounded, we will walk scarred from this time
And snow finally came over here with the new year. Cars in dangerous driving in storms and snowdrifts. The weather bureau stated repeated warnings. And southward at my locality, slippery icy walkways and most like me stay … Fortsätt läsa
”Enough is enough”
Mostly I met people at treatment days, I was cared for. After the surgery there were a change. Last the nurse showed me to an empty narrow room with 3 black chairs, like in a minor hairdresser salon. I … Fortsätt läsa
I may have cancer but at least I’m not a horse called Otto
texten omstruktured 24 juli 2020 I may have cancer but I am not born and not living in Yemen. I may have cancer and I certainly have arthritis but I’m not a horse called Otto, sold and returned, over … Fortsätt läsa
As the world appears (barber wire haiku)
As the world appears Why bother picking flowers? And why fall in love? Barbed wire Flower The power of tyranny Hong Kong Orchid Tree Trump and Xi Jinping like monsters in ancient myths kills our single lives What to dream … Fortsätt läsa
Her best friend (republished)
From July 2014, the original in Swedish on 17 July, the translation now rewritten. She once had a best friend and Ralph was his name and he had a wife, Lena, and three children and one cat and he built … Fortsätt läsa
The day after the storm
It’s the morning after the storm, I make my tea and give the cat tuna. I start my laptop and leave for the web, having tea and cheese sandwiches. I note with relief I don’t miss him as I feared … Fortsätt läsa
Changes (living in a ”free” world)
There will be some changes on this blog until I paid the fee getting me free from ads. (Meaning some of my entries destroyed by inserted ads are now set ”private” not visible for a while.) If only the ads … Fortsätt läsa
Good morning world and hello my lousy life!
I say “Good morning world and hello my lousy life!” Waking up in morning is not my favorite moment. Firstly, I am still me. But ”me” first thing in the morning is really not me but my invisibilized lower-class life. … Fortsätt läsa
100 years after him
100 years after him I will be no longer! Nor the memory of what never became. 100 years and he will not be either. His dreams for sale; my words remains like lost birds, scattered in the sky. It’s over. … Fortsätt läsa
The weed in my garden of love (thistle love)
I met a guy and I loved him but he never knew my love because he only knew the love he claimed he had for me. It was all about his feelings and never about mine. He never knew how … Fortsätt läsa
I never knew him
I never knew him in the flesh I withdrew for safety reasons He expected too much of me He made me his guiding light Now he rests behind my eyes I have to live with this a while Shame … Fortsätt läsa
Where the birches rustles their summer song
When one goes, the other is seen left behind: But the former will be what comes. The other: the laughing gentleman, now ridiculous naked butt as the fairy tale emperor: but still haughty he gabbles his garbage. Far after the … Fortsätt läsa
And Sam said
And Sam said ”Lady, you shot me” and he fell back and hasty he bled to death, still in his 30s. Soon 70, I walk my way slow and oldish as life and people have hurt me hard but … Fortsätt läsa
There’s no tomorrow for what died yesterday
There’s no love around us anymore what once has solidify will never change It’s silly to believe love is all you need when blindness becomes its only seed Love will fade just like the sun goes … Fortsätt läsa
And next year with you
I said, next year with you wherever you are and whatever will be. The future is anyway off and it has with no mercy closed its gates for me (us). But we have what we have … Fortsätt läsa
Life and love
It’s easy understanding love get difficulties to survive in daily life for those poor who hardly have money for the day and are forced to live in a pitiful hut there rain comes freely through an airy roof, no … Fortsätt läsa
Moving into gloomy November
Two weeks not a word from you is a very long time, two weeks at a new place is too short to feel home. I’m tired and worn out after all hassle with the move and I wonders about … Fortsätt läsa
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