Beans, Baguettes, & Boulogne

Alone except for strangers, I surveyed this Friday sunset from a gray bench, unwilling to fathom the same concreteness of my imminent departure. My Norwegian daydream had become a temporary reality and I wasn’t keen to relinquish him.
You might say I’m reluctant to unclench my sweaty palms from this city I’ve grown to cherish, this beautiful far-away Oslo. View Larger

Alone except for strangers, I surveyed this Friday sunset from a gray bench, unwilling to fathom the same concreteness of my imminent departure. My Norwegian daydream had become a temporary reality and I wasn’t keen to relinquish him.

You might say I’m reluctant to unclench my sweaty palms from this city I’ve grown to cherish, this beautiful far-away Oslo.


One day I was an hour late to greet T home from work. As I crossed the landing laden with roughly a kilo of fresh-picked raspberries, he flashed me an irritatingly knowing smirk.



"It wasn’t exactly a mystery, y’know—my hiking boots were gone." It was a rare treat to befriend someone with my shoe size.



We made raspberry-filled phyllo cups that night. Raspberry-STUFFED, more accurately.One day I was an hour late to greet T home from work. As I crossed the landing laden with roughly a kilo of fresh-picked raspberries, he flashed me an irritatingly knowing smirk.



"It wasn’t exactly a mystery, y’know—my hiking boots were gone." It was a rare treat to befriend someone with my shoe size.



We made raspberry-filled phyllo cups that night. Raspberry-STUFFED, more accurately.

One day I was an hour late to greet T home from work. As I crossed the landing laden with roughly a kilo of fresh-picked raspberries, he flashed me an irritatingly knowing smirk.

"It wasn’t exactly a mystery, y’know—my hiking boots were gone." It was a rare treat to befriend someone with my shoe size.

We made raspberry-filled phyllo cups that night. Raspberry-STUFFED, more accurately.