Still, the sun spills summerthrough the muslin curtainsonto hardwood floors,still, I wear no shoesand with a glass of wine, I rest,relaxing to the wearywhisper of the wickerwork,to slumber still.as autumn […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Verba volant, scripta manent !
About fantastical places and other stuff
Björn Rudbergs writings 