June 10, 2016


”A summer of wandering”, I called it, and started to pack my bags several months beforehand. It’s not an escape, I’m not trying to run away from anything. It’s simply the ebb and flow of my life, the seasons it has created, quite by itself. I spend a winter with a closed door, creating and recording, shaping something that can speak for itself (or for me) and this time it showed itself as my third record together with the most wonderful PledgeMusic adventure I’ve ever experienced.

But I turn faded after a while. Comfort and habits blur our my sharp edges and I need to make u-turn, throw everything up in the air from time to time, like an explosion of emotions, and simply go on empty handed, to be able to hold more.

”A summer of wandering & reading” I said, and now I’m back on the road with my guitar and a suitcase. 
Books are my worlds, and writers are my teachers. I read whatever I can get my hands on and there is always something in every book that you can consume, carry with you and make a part of yourself. Every little page is something someone has carefully put their time into, because they felt they had something to say, and that’s worthy of my time. The road can get lonely and the trains are endless.


I’m in a phase of devouring books and writings, beautiful little words that create so much richness in my life, and I simply don’t want to keep these wonderful experiences and lessons to myself. I want to start sharing some of the books I’m reading this summer to maybe inspire you to pick something up yourself. I have a long list of books I’ve been wanting to read that I will make my way through, but I also always find myself picking up small little treasures at second hand book shops, small local markets, libraries, from a new friend on the train or just by expanded experiences.I want this to be like a little book community between us who find pleasure in words and books. I would love to find comments from you with your own summer reads, something you recently read that grabbed you, or your thoughts about the books I recommend that you decide to pick up too.


From time to time I will also send off those books I read and finish, to someone who’s active and enthusiastic about this book club. Maybe we can create some kind of exchange movement, send books to each other from all over the world? 

The opportunities are endless, but the main purpose is to simply spread what’s too good to keep hidden. Beautiful things are meant to be shared.


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drunk on someone else’s love,
or couch,
and I’ve never felt more at home.

I fled myself,
from the life I’ve built
because I’ve been inhabiting routines I don’t want to stand for.

Inhabiting skin I’d rather shed
but still took on
like a soldier serving his country,
for that’s what they told me to do.
But I was not
or wise,
but young and foolish,
for what is this thing? Trading passions for a tiny bit of acceptance,

and I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls
with clean blood
and organised drawers.
I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
at night when no one else is alive,
or awake,
however you choose to see it,
and I live in my own flames.
Sometimes burning too bright and too wild
to make things last 
or handle
myself or anyone else
and so I run.
Run run run,
far and wide
until my bones ache and lungs split
and it feels good.
Hear that, people? It feels good,
because I am the slave and ruler of my own body
and I wish to do with it exactly as I please,
and living in this skin is hard and painful, most of the times,

because I never volunteered to take this on.

The daily sacrifice of heart over mind,
the forever on going task of explaining this and that,
and why I don’t want to look like this and
be like that
but still here I am and if this is the body I’ve been given I’m sure as hell gonna make it work.
If this is the place I’ve been given, I’m sure as hell gonna make this work.

So I fled the me that was never really me and I’m on my way. To newer lands and uncleaned streets
for I’ve had enough of childish safety in comfort.
Enough of all telling me to look and do, like this and that,

and I never meant to please anyone but myself
and you can call me selfish,
throw words like knives in the dark but I will not listen,
for not listening to sharp words brought me to where I am today
and I believe in the path I’ve been given. If my only task in this life is to walk it,
I surely will walk it
prouder than anyone else.

If this is the path I’ve been given, I will walk it
prouder than anyone else,
for no one else can.

// from my book You’re Doing Just Fine ☾

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