It will take a long time before I get used to "being Norwegian" again. "Adaptation"; a process I dont really fancy that much. However, as I wait for the "adaption", "getting used to it", "kome inn i gjengane igjen" I really appreciate small quiet moments, signing out of it all, just existing.
Painting my toes blue as I listen to Fela Kuti and Alemayehu Eshete. Dreaming about Mongolia, Palestine, the Carribean. Freshly ground espresso from my new gorgeous Bialetti - and of course, Klassekampen!
Patiently waiting - not only for adaptation! ;) Yay!
