A few days in, I feel blissful that I chose to withdraw from my everyday for ten days. The location is a holiday house on an island in Denmark, between fields and wild nature. A calm that I had forgotten but somehow still longed for is present in my life once again.
I’m on a ship. Literally.
In this very moment I am on a small, rocking ferry that is searching its way across the salty waters of the pond between Denmark and Norway.
I’m going on a short trip back home to Norway for New Year’s Eve.
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