Monthly Archives: August 2020

Yes, it is a sporty holiday. Two hours of exercise today again. Strength and spinning. I need to regain my shape. I have always liked training of some kind, and I envy and admire those who participate in for example the Olympics. Yes, I am jealous because I know I will never have the possibility to participate. Just watch.

Molly has taught me how to do selfies. I don’t like to do that, but due to the Corona virus, that is the only possibility. She got me out of my safe comfort zone. It is nice to have a mini blog on Instagram. I will go training tomorrow as well, but then I will rest for the weekend. I am going to see Molly and Lady. And that means dog walks. I mentioned Joe Cocker earlier, so I share some summer music. It has changed and it is dark already at 21 o’clock in the evening. Here, a summer song.

C’est n’est pas grave la grève. Jeux de mots. To play with words is very common in France. It is difficult and you have to think a lot. Currently I think a lot of languages. To keep my mind active so I won’t forget how to write. French is a difficult and beautiful latin language. Maybe not to speak because you can say almost anything. It is just that you make an attempt to speak French. To show that you are interested in France. Writing, on the other hand, is very complicated, but fascinating.

I am spending my vacation at home doing work out. Today I did two hours and I am exhausted. I do not understand, but it was impossible to resist chocolate afterwards. Absolutely no balance. Reading some news and I have followed Alexej Navalnyjs. I am surprised. The medical doctors have confirmed that he was poisoned. Interesting. The medical books are different in Russia compared to Germany. He is right now under protection of German Chancellor Angela Merkel. Treated with the deadly night shade Atropa belladonna. A too high dose leads to eg hallucinations, so it is a delicate balance. His condition is serious but not life threatening. If you are interested to learn more about the political background in detail, please see this link Alexej Navalny

I am returning to French. French music with singer-songwriter Françoise Hardy.

I do a lot of walking, and sometimes I go by subway, and sometimes with bus. I carry my medical face mask when needed. Only for distancing. It is not a 100% protection. A reminder of that the Corona virus is still present. I like to live in a city. This busy feeling. There are people everywhere. In the countryside I have sweetie and cutie. I would like to bring Molly to Stockholm like the woman in this music video above. But Molly has to wait til the vaccin is available. I listen to Coe Cocker when I think of Molly.

There are some new subway carriages. They are a little different. I think of London. A special feeling. Being in Stockholm but it feels like London. I have walked some today. Been to some shops. Found chocolate. People are rather good at distancing and that makes me feel more at ease. It was a sunny day and I could enjoy the feeling of being in a city. I also had the privilege to see my previous neighbours and that made me happy. Sharing this walking song. I might have played it before, but it is such a nice tune and deserves to be replayed.

Since I cannot travel I thought of where I would like to go. It was such a long time ago I was to France, and I would very much like to go to south of France. To stay at the beach, go swimming, have a nice salad for lunch, go for a walk. Stop and have an espresso. Rest for a while in the shadow. And then, end the evening with a dinner by the sea. Maybe I am lucky and have found a hotel close to the Mediterranean so I could fall asleep by the waves.

To have dreams is so important. The dream is even more important than achieving the goal itself. Of course, you reach your final destination, but the dream and imagination is the best. Karin Boye knew how to describe this in her poem “Rörelse”, sharing her life wisdom. In Swedish though. Sorry for that.

Den mätta dagen, den är aldrig störst.
Den bästa dagen är en dag av törst.

Nog finns det mål och mening i vår färd -
men det är vägen, som är mödan värd.

Det bästa målet är en nattlång rast,
där elden tänds och brödet bryts i hast.

På ställen, där man sover blott en gång,
blir sömnen trygg och drömmen full av sång.

Bryt upp, bryt upp! Den nya dagen gryr.
Oändligt är vårt stora äventyr.

I could not resist searching for a French song. Here, a little something with France Gall.

I will stay at home during vacation. The Corona virus is still present and it does not feel right to travel. I will fill my days with sports instead. This afternoon I went for spinning and it was a good work out. By coincidence I met a college and that was fun. So a lot of activities and also rest this “hemester” (holiday at home). To endure this pandemic we need to stay active to not loose focus from a healthy life. Handwashing and distancing makes it possible. I like music a lot and that is also another reason for me to go for spinning.

To be honest, I feel empty. Not so much inspiration for writing a new book. But I know, the right feeling will suddenly be there. I feel happy about having had the privilege of traveling. I love learning about new countries. Their history. Their politics. And their religion(s) etc. Since I cannot travel I remind myself of some journeys I have made. Like to Dubai where I went to the desert. I do not know why, but every time I put on my medical face mask due to the pandemic, I think of when I went on a camel in the desert. Never mind.

It is getting a little darker in the evenings. People are more relaxed after vacations. In addition, we have learnt to live with the Corona virus which makes us more comfortable. This way of a concert that I share with you is not possible. But it gives a very good feeling of summertime and happiness. Please, enjoy, and if you want – sing along 🎵!