* My dreams are sailing at soft pieces of down blowing around and round; transparent waves of trust – a million feathers´lightness – promising anyone caught in its rain – true love and understanding.
I´m in deep thinking, and I guess that is a bit of my writing process as well as my living process. When I started to write I was affecting it. The way I was, my experiences, my thoughts and feelings were all expressed in my writing somehow. As a teenager I did what most teenagers … Continue reading