The colours of my autumn

Taking a break from the Zambia Travel Diary to share some pictures of this autumn life I flew (blew) into.

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My favourite thing about autumn is the air and the sky.

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Autumn is the best time to return to Sweden

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Writing

I write because I’m terrified of forgetting. Because everything that happens to us – every experience, every emotion – and even things that don’t, things that just passes through our minds for mere moments, it will all sink into nothingness. Become a piece of the past, and the past itself is something that doesn’t exist. It did, but not anymore. And when I write, it’s like I chain those moments to reality. I think writers should be called heroes because they save.