Parking Meter

Time seems always to be of shortage while the remnants of our efforts keep on piling up. Yet, there can be something quite comforting in this relentless consistency. Like a parking meter watching over the withering Christmas trees.

New Year's Day

And there it was: the first day of the new year, a locked door, an empty shopping cart left behind – and no resolution whatsoever.

Västerbron

 Some people never crossed this bridge.

For AA

Wherever my traveling takes me, there will always be some kind of sign that I am not alone.

Singles Tennis

Although no one wanted to play me, I kept on practising.