When it got a wee bit too hot to concentrate, I took a writing-break, had some icecream and dived into my childhood for a moment. Overwhelmed, emotional, with shivers down my spine I got soaked up in Lars Winnerbäck's Balladen om Konsekvenser over and over. This swedish phenomenon sums up my early teenage years.
With a few beezes through the window, break-time is over and I'll lock myself in my bubble for a few hours of creativity. Love
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