even at our swiftest speed

i’ve been listening to a lot of death cab for cutie, a band i’ve heard of before, but never listened to. the song brothers on a hotel bed is resonating a lot with me these days.

it’s summer – also in denmark, finally. the rain finally stopped, the sun came out, and it’s hot. it’s summerlike. i’m wondering if it’s too late to try to build a tan before i go to finland for the summer. i don’t expect a lot of sun or nice weather where i’m going.

i’m reading. i’m writing. i’m tearing my head out over my master’s thesis.

my little forest of orchids is doing really well.

i’m not eating well. i’m not sleeping well. i’m not doing well.

but i’m writing.