Luise asked me to write something short and quick today. And to stick to the subject (which I assume is ice cream). That was 12 hours ago. To be fair, I’ve also been carrying a baby (with a new name) and a feverish Isac for a huge chunk of those hours. Excuses aside, I’m not good at quick. I’m not slow. But I’m definitely not quick. I like to let things take time. Explore all possibilities. Thorough. I’m thorough. Not slow. Well maybe a little bit slow. In a good way. Except when facing meaningless everyday decisions (like picking clothes Read More

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