Oslo these days is like: sun OFF, sun ON, sun off and on. But no matter the weather, it’s eternal sunshine in my mind (this week).
I finally have a job, you see ^_______^
So for at least ten months, I will not be whining about being an unemployed journalist. Be glad you’ll never see some of my post drafts from last year published; they all start with an account of a quite fortunate and privileged girl’s struggles in the Real World of Adults. Which could have been interesting musings, if the girl writing them didn’t happen to be the least inspiring person on the planet when she’s pitying herself.
Now it’s in the past. I’m working and living in Oslo. Life is good.
And this is my new neighborhood: