It makes you throw flames at the others, even though you aren’t a magician. It burns you out as quickly, as the words you shoot at those poor people, who happen to be nearby you. Aggression.
There’s this time of the year where most of us do the exams and unfortunately, I’m among those people (hopefully for last time). What can one do to handle all the impossible stress?
I’m studying Norwegian literature at the moment and got inspired to write a poem in Norwegian. Of course, I translated it into English, but just so you know which language is original (because only the original language of a poem can give full “feeling” of the poem)
Many people who have never lived in Norway live with this misconception as if Norway was a country full of money and whoever works there, he must be rich. Maybe for very few, it’s the truth, but for most of us – not.
It takes two to dance the tango… but is this saying only about dance?
Sometimes we don’t realize how hard it can be until we’re so far in this thinking that we can’t go any further. We’re stuck into the thought that it’s bad.
I think everyone in this world has things from the past that they regret or are mad about. But what to do in order not to become an old, bitter person, full of regrets?