When night is tenebrific.
November 12th, 2013, 9pm
It was 8°C with few clouds. The breeze was gentle.
No peace, no calm. And mind as blinded horse it runs and runs without mercy. All tense it crumbles from inside and every sound is a gun shot for your eyes. Escape. In books, those kindly soothing words. My reading. The Lotos-Eaters poem. …
“Why are we weigh’d upon with heaviness, And utterly consum’d with sharp distress, While all things else have rest from weariness? All things have rest…” … And such the night was gone.
Other moments in Gentofte
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Autumn
It's November.
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Thoughts
Sometimes it's all that matters. Get a chance, use it wise.
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Ice skating
Endorphins are here.Feeling down? Go ice skating.Feeling tired? Go ice skating.Just broke up? Go ice skating.
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Ice skating
Here we go again.
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walking
Not a new thing. Late evening walk in unusual warm December.
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Ice skating
It's feel nice. To share a little bit of fun with little Danish elfs (lille nisser) on ice.
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Ice skating, Business as usual
It makes me feel better.
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Sometimes I feel like this, too
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Morning, Winter
Mornings treasure.
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