
Med ønsket om løsninger og en bøn om at blive reddet tjekkede jeg ind til ophav, opgaver og ord i spandevis. Ikke blot på værelse nr. 200, men også hos mig selv.
Jeg fandt mig selv i paradokset om aldrig at blive den samme, og samtidig frygten for ikke at blive mig selv. Om at give slip og frygten for at give slip på mig selv.
Med skyhøje forventninger til mening, mennesker og mad. Højest af dem alle var dog forventningerne til mig selv.
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Hello? “Hello there I have read your blog and I was wondering if you would like to tell my story? I’m a clairvoyant and I really like the way you describe your intuition. The way you reflect on the things – I mean on signs that you’re shown. It really hit a nerve with me.” Thank you very much. “So what do you say, I hope you say yes and that we can meet up. I will pay you, of course, I mean it is what you do right?” 

A couple of days ago I heard the sentence “my gut feeling is telling me” at least 10 times. Within an hour. All in one TV program. From different people, who didn’t know each other. My gut feeling is telling me to do this, go there, stop seeing this person, finding another place to live. It was the answer to everything and definitely the most effective one, as it put an end to all further discussions or arguments in the program. It was indeed the final and ultimate showstopper. End of discussion. End of conversation. 



