Life. A tornado of people. Some good. Some bad. And where is the difference in the end? Was there really a difference or did you make that up in order to feel like everything makes sense, seldom, at least. They come, they go. Sometimes they stay. But just for a while. Do we take something…

Don’t we all have set goals? Things we wish to accomplish, that we always think we have enough time to do. That we always look forward to in a strange way.  Like we would look forward to witnessing real magic, or one day learning the meaning of life? My ten things are listed below, and…

I think in today’s day and age depression is a very common issue. And before I start writing about it I want to clarify that, by writing about my experience with depression, I do not mean to upset anyone, or make their experience less important. Just the opposite. I would be as happy as possible if this…