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Weblog | I don't like the word blog, it's ugly. Anyway, new content happens here. (Swedish dito)
About me and the site | Twenty-something male who likes text. Obsessed with things such as books, reality, communication, and one or two tv-shows.
Archives | Things written here since... well, 2001. Some of it is good, some is utter shait.
Books | Books read, not books written. So far I've struggled to maintain unpublished.
Photo | I like my camera and it likes me.
Links | Outwards, away, flee.
e-mail | J. Nicklas Andersson
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2002-05-11
It feels as if I’m in a state in-between. In between what I don’t know, which begins to make me really nervous. I want to know what it is. Sure, it might be nothing — dammit! — but as I see it: why can’t this nothing happen so I could realise what it was and get on with my life.
I don’t see myself as the kind of person who waits in vain. Even though I may be rather lazy, I just don’t wait. I do other things instead, such as reading, writing, toying with the bas or perhaps once in a while even watches a movie. But now all that feels moot, I’m impatient now and I don’t like being impatient when I could bum around and couldn’t care less.
I’m going out to get some answers...
