For many years, I had to spend three hours a day on a bus. Ninety minutes going to Oslo to work, ninety minutes back home. Sometimes even longer, when the traffic was heavier than normal. 78 more words
I love literature; life without storytelling would be very dull.
After some months of bookish disappointment during which my intuition has failed me on several occasions, I am finally back on track with some hundreds of pages of great fiction behind me. 279 more words