Ég las loksins bókina A Short Stay in Hell fyrir tveim dögum eða svo. Einhver mælti með henni á netinu fyrir kannski tveimur árum og mig...

Ég kláraði bókina Words in Deep Blue í gær í annað skiptið. Ég fékk hana í afmælisgjöf fyrir tveimur árum frá vinkonu minni sem fann hana...

Ég fór á vísó í dag eftir verklegan efnafræðitíma þar sem ég botnaði ekki mikið í hvað ég var í rauninni að gera en að bæta efnum ofan í...

I remember how you looked standing there in the black fleece sweater that was yours. Sometimes you’d roll the sleeves up too, and push...

I used to write more poetry when I was younger but now I mostly write songs instead. Don't let me fool you into thinking that I am any...

I wish I was someone I’ve never met, had auburn hair and the longest lashes, foxy eyes and locks in ringlets, and thick wide frames that...

A review of The Humans by Matt Haig. Spoiler: I didn't like it.

Guess what? I’m sitting in a café again, but this time I’m on a bench overlooking the harbour in my town. I came here with the intention...

Although they have no effect on my life right now, I’m taking steps to improve my situation. I was shaking, stuttering, and red in the...

Looooooong time no book talk. I think the last reading list I posted was in August or September, and after that I really wasn't reading...

I’m slipping away. I know it because I feel it as it happens. I am the hand and I am the sand.  This year I turn 20. Maybe I don't have...

I feel glum. I’m writing late at night and I have work tomorrow morning but it’s one of those days where nothing feels significant other...

I am beyond excited to start school again. I’m going to look back on this in a year and think: “Jesus, if she knew what she was saying, I...

It’s been a long while since I wrote anything here. SOME PEOPLE have been heckling me about an update, so this is it. The reason I...

I have been waiting for fall and now it’s here. The trees that line people’s gardens are orange and red, I’m taking out my scarves and...

I have been working 40 hours a week for some time now. The routine is welcomed warmly; I can finally eat and sleep like normal person. I...

I’m sitting in a café in an old armchair that is turned towards a window to the gray, rainy street and I lean back and look up at the...

It's time to review my reading in August. I won't lie, I'm not proud of my progress this month. Although, maybe I shouldn't think that...

I had a job interview yesterday morning. It was for a job in Norway I applied to earlier in the summer that would last from November to...

I remember the times when I was younger and naive, and would realise that I had not felt anxiety for a some time. A week, a month, a few...