Today I walked into town. And that was the hardest part. Walking. With my eyes fixed to the ground to avoid falling like yesterday I found it a bit difficult to concentrate on the sights. Nevertheless I managed to take a few snapshots of the city centre, had a look at the cathedral, the main streets, joined the library and got some books about Trondheim. One is about the polar explorations. Looking forward to that one. Unfortunately my budget here doesn’t allow to stop for as many coffees as I would like to keep the cold in control so my day was a bit short.
I feel myself filling up with a strange sense of blankness that I need to learn to accept. I look and see snapshots that I recognize only too well before I have even taken them, so I don’t. I bought a very thick sketchbook, with the plan to start pouring this blankness out onto drawings; walked (very slowly) home and put the kettle on…
