by Andrea Baerland
This truly seems to be a summer in black and white. Since I last blogged I have made the move across the pond yet again. I’m back in Norway – indefinitely. It feels wrong to be back. I feel out of place. It hurts.
It’s strange to feel so out of place in the very same flat, street, town and country I lived happily in for the first 18 years of my life.
Perhaps it’s just a matter of re-adjusting, but right now I feel a gnawing pain in my chest, and I miss London more than anything.