Hello again.
So, it’s been a while since I’ve updated this. The garden on the roof worked out pretty well, Charlie’s had her first birthday, and I moved back to Norway.
I don’t really know how it happened but it suddenly became pretty obvious that for some reason it was the next thing to do. So I’m now moved back in with my parents, although I”m working on painting and decorating a room in my brothers house so I can move in there sometime in the next couple of weeks. Although it is stunningly beautiful up here (parents’ place), it’s just too far away from everything, so I think Mandal (brothers place) is going to work better.
Charlie is thriving up here, it’s really nice to see her outside in the vegetable garden or just running around on the grass, picking berries and eating them straight off the bushes, getting filthy and wet digging in the dirt and generally having a great time. We made a little hut out of big ferns the other day.

At the moment it feels really weird being back, everything is so expensive and I have no money, and I keep trying to find some sort of reason or sense in being here.
So far I guess what has become obvious is how lucky I’ve been over the past two years to have been with people who see things much the same way as me. I really miss that. I find myself wanting to explain something that people here just can’t understand. I guess I just have to live it.
Other stuff: We went for a hike to Preikestolen when I first got here, it was pretty stunning.


I also went to the Slotfjell Music Festival with Lena and Charlie. It was cool, but obviously quite a different experience from the other years, as they have not involved bringing a one year old!

So, to sum it up: I’m in Norway, I have no idea why I’m here or how long I’m going to stay. Not many things seem to make sense at the moment.
It’ll be like an experiment in living a normal life for a bit. I have a feeling I’m not going to like it. My next move is to get a job. And then, I guess, becoming… Normal. Ugh.























