Day of labor
First day of September, starting at a new assignment. Unfamiliar, the office, new workmates and the problems, a project to be defined. Lunch-box, commuting and finding ways to fit a […]
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More Gold than Silver
As days are getting shorter and summer has aged to a middle aged woman, nights are coming back and I will go to bed in darkness. I will be able […]
Rainladen
In the wake of the Midsummer frenzy, the weather has turned colder. Almost like the hangover a slight depression settles in my mind. Soon July vacations will come and the […]
Memories in May
Death tiptoed beside my mother for years, grabbing small pieces of her mind. He made her create a string of lovers she never had, repeating stories we already knew. When […]
Slipping
In downtown Stockholm, the cherry blossoms draw crowds every year. For many years I almost never managed to be there in time to experience it at its peak. The experience […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 