Quinoa, egg, chicken, sunflower seeds, avocado and grapefruit. This is sooo good and more importantly, sooooo quick, making it possible for you to be both lazy and healthy at the same time.
Or if you want something even quicker, just quinoa, leek and tuna!
I’ve grown up believing that cross country skiing is the worlds most popular sport. That and perhaps football. As time went on I realized it’s kind of not, but to me it still is. Having a family and tons of friends that love it too might have something to do with that. My first time skiing was when I was two or three years old and maybe somehow I was hooked, all I know is that it is one of the things I’ve stuck with, and to me it’s one of the definitions of winter. Both the actual skiing and the weekend mornings when you eat breakfast in front of the TV, watching the champions and then my dad in the end, his screaming and cheering might be even more entertaining than the actual sport at times and me and my sister always laughed at him. Well, we still do.
So anyway, we saw the finale of the world cup live, it being in Sweden, Falun, where my aunt lives, and it was such a good day I thought I should share some pictures. I didn’t take too many though, I kind of have this problem with not actually experiencing things when I see them through a camera lens, so sometimes I let things go undocumented. Still, with my camera around my neck I can never resist it completely.
I do not precisely love the place I’m in right now and find myself elsewhere in my mind, not just up in the clouds with my dreams and ideas, but somewhere else as in I like the future better than I like now. It’s a trap, and I know that, because future is just another name for the now that is to come and by hiding further into the future I’ll never reach it, sometimes I just have to remind myself that there’s always a purpose for me being right where I am now, and perhaps tomorrow I’ll be somewhere else.
I like it when the weather is feeling slightly confused.
Look at this beautiful scarf my friend got me from Vietnam.
Sometimes I get so wrapped up in things I want to do and feel like doing and don’t feel like doing and kinda have to anyway, that I forget to stop thinking. I forget to feel life, and start to experience it simply with my mind. And then I’m suddenly shaken alive, God wakes my soul up, and so I go back to feeling. I feel everything and it’s like having an additional sense. Or bigger than that, like the way I normally go around, thinking about stuff and experiencing them with all my senses, is fine. But what a poor way to live. And when I go back to happiness that warms my heart and tears that wrecks it, it’s like all my senses had lost their meaning until now when my heart feels what it knows so it can believe it.
The air is crispy fresh and that’s what I’ve missed the most. Also, today I saw the first.. Hepatica I think it’s called in english? And dear friends, to me that flower is the banner of spring, it means winter is beaten.
^Chilling watching some Pretty little liars, relatively unrelated to the rest of the post but randomness is my motto.
People that work exclusively as a group, that look so lost when they have to stand on their own. And people that don’t want to tell me things they do because apparently I’m too… kindhearted. When a group of people are so wrapped up in the way they think and always have that when they get an outside perspective they do not want to hear it. And this is a bit more extreme than my friends, but when people try to take you down to their level so that you can’t judge them anymore and they won’t feel as bad about what they do? It bothers me a bit. People in general find it so much easier to ignore things in their silent minds than when they hear about it from someone else, and a lot of time they quiet that outside voice to quiet their conscience. It’s a classic case of I can put a hand over the mouth of my mind but not over yours.
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