Pride 2017

“Be yourself, everyone else is already taken” – Oscar Wilde.

Bergen celebrated Pride this weekend. People took to the streets. Some members of the LGBTQ community, some just supporters of it.

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I love the Pride parade. I love how there are people of all ages, all genders, all nationalities and all sexualities. The Pride parade is a chance for everyone to gather and celebrate differences. It’s a chance to remind eachother that it’s okay; it’s okay to be who you are.

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“Every reason not to, is a reason to participate”

I love love. To me it’s milkshakes, thunderstorms and friends. To me it’s laughter and a tiny bit of adrenaline. Love is different to everyone, and yet it is always the same. Everyone knows love. Everyone does it, everyone feels it. It shouldn’t matter who loves who, only that they do.

I saved the best picture for last:

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Me with a unicorn – my life is officially complete.

Netflix, how could you?

Some days I’ll do anything to avoid being productive. Cue Netflix. However, the other day I had a nasty shock.

Netflix has cancelled their production of my favorite show – Sense8. The last season, season two, left the viewers with a massive cliffhanger. Now I’m never going to know how it turned out. My only comfort is that I can rewatch the first seasons again and again (and again).

It feels like I’ve been robbed. Robbed of future good moments, of intense excitement, and of heartfelt agony and triumph for and with the characters. Which show am I now going to look forward to with the same childish joy? Which show can I turn to, that can provide me with the same crazy plot and lovable characters?

I might be overreacting, but how could you Netflix,

HOW COULD YOU?

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In loving memory of the greatest show Netflix has ever produced.

A Fairytale

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Once upon a winter there was a street filled with dull and naked trees.

It was on top of a hill, only vistited by the people who lived there.

Gradually they felt colder and colder, and eventually gave up hope for warmer days.

But then, from a faraway place, spring came.

He whispered about a light breeze and long sunny days.

He told tales of the ocean, and hot sand between toes.

The trees listened, and blossomed once more.

The people listened, and smiled like they did before.

 

And when the birds came to Fairytale street,

They were told to spread the news

She’s coming, Summer’s coming.

The one who will make us believe

In everything good, in everything sweet.

She will give us a happy ever after

If so only,

For a season.