You are who you are, you have a husband and children and family, you have your home and nothing to complain about. You were fine, Eira.
In the kitchen drawer, I have a secret notebook, a kind of journal where I write about some of the small events in the everyday life.
I write a few words if during the day I have talked to Mom on the phone, or if I have been out in the morning and had a coffee with Elsa or Berit, or some other friend.
In the notebook, I also write short notes about the…
The world is constantly changing, and the changes often come gradually and without major, sudden upheavals. People largely adapt and live life as before.
In the novel The Last Human in the Milky Way the main character one day discovers that he is the last person still living in his neighbourhood. It dawns on him that great changes have taken place in the neighbourhood and in the wider world.
After some hesitation, he decides to go out and try to find out what is about to happen. He packs things into the car and starts driving.
On the road he…
What Happens When a Person Stands on the Edge?
In a crisis situation — can rebellion be a way out of something that is difficult? In what case can it be a solution to change everything?
What happens to people in a crisis situation? Can a crisis be the start of personal growth and new strength?
I need to believe that it can go well, anyway, despite those things that can look disappointing. And if it seems almost hopeless, I should never give up, never stop waiting on what will not come of themselves. I have to believe in what…
A novel from the future: Great changes have taken place in the world, but changes have come gradually and without major, sudden upheavals.
People have largely adapted and lived life as before. In the neighbourhood The Milky Way there’s a man who one day discovers that he is the last person still living in his neighbourhood. It dawned on him that great changes have taken place in the neighbourhood and in the wider world, and he decides to go and find out what has happened. He packs things into the car and starts driving.
Somewhere on the road he sees…
I can believe what does not seem to exist. I can believe in what is missing today if I am capable of imagining it.
I need to believe that it can go well, anyway, despite those things that can look disappointing. And if it seems almost hopeless, I should never give up, never stop waiting on what will not come of themselves. I have to believe in what will come if I don’t give up. I must believe that it helps to hold out, to endure, never give up, stand up in defiance.
I have to believe that I can…
One day it dawned on him that great changes had taken place in the neighbourhood and in the wider world. He decided to try to find out what had happened, packed things into his car and started driving.
Somewhere on the road he sees a woman standing on the side of the road, and he stops next to her. They are two strangers who set out on a journey to rediscover the world, a world where great changes have taken place that they are only guessing the consequences of.
She was about 20 m in front of him when they…
I put my hand on his shoulder. I felt that his shoulder was cold. He pulled away, dragging the quilt over the body.
I laid in the dark. I barely could hear his breath. I knew he was there, and that he, like me, was awake under the duvet. I touched his back, I asked wordlessly: “Why do you turn away? Why don’t you want to have me near?”
“You,” I said, ”can we not -?”
I stopped. Losing courage, losing momentum. I was a sailboat and there was no wind.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I said.
I have been with my husband for almost two decades, and I have been through the usual stages that in most cases are part of a long-term relationship: falling in love, sex and love, engagement and wedding, more love and sex, pregnancy, birth and puerperium. And I have experienced waves and hills, I have experienced great joys and great sorrows. Together we have experienced the best of the good and the worst of losses.
We have experienced a lot that has connected us, but still we have lost each other. It has happened gradually, it has happened almost in invisible…