In the clouds, there is peace of mind.

I'm so looking forward to Tuesday, with a visit from Se7en. (Jan Georg is also thinking of coming for a visit. That whould be nice). Wohooo. Not only is it because I haven't seen him in a while, but also I've been a bit lonely these last couple of days. But, I try to do with what I've got and hope for the best. Don't let the negative side of things slide trough. But it's hard at times, and boring to say the least, not being able to handle it sometimes as one should; the bloody smart way.




Nine Inch Nails released a new album this week. Ghosts I-IV. And me being the sanity assassin, I fucking bought the Ultra-Super-Duper-Edition. $300. Narf. I just can't help myself. And after listening to the album form a simple download, I loved it, simply because it frames me for the moment in time.





It been two weeks now since my last cigarette, and after contemplating it for a long while (3 months), I decided to walk up the mountain behind where I live to celebrate. Well, it's more of a hill, but I was eager to climb it just for the fuck of it. Grab the camera, and sett of on my "little" climb. Halfway up my battery supply on my camera failed on me, and the trusty PhoneCam was put to good use as a backup. On upon conquering the hill, I looked to the east. Something furtherer up, with snow on it. Hell, why the fuck not. I kept thinking to myself along the way; "me and my mad ideas". But thats normal for me. On the top of this mountain, I sat down, listening to the wind, and admiring the insane view. Cold as it was, boots wet, and hands frozen; I felt really good inside. Not alone, at peace and full of life (but storing this feeling is another matter).

Capture thoughts. Yell them out.