så kom me heim, og eg skreiv i nokre timar medan sola gjekk ned midt i ansiktet på meg. eg laga stor digg couscoussalat til middag, også starta me på house of cards. superfin fredag av typen som gjer at eg virkelig forstår at eg må vera frilanser, for det er det beste som finst.
on friday, i got a letter from frøy in the mail which made me so happy, and spent the early hours working in my office aka the bedroom. i make the bed every day so i won’t work horizontally. i invited j to come with me to borough where we had coffee and talked about the book. we’re in this amazing stage where the novel is more and more of itself every day. we bought essentials: sourdough bread, coriander and awesome yoghurt and went home. jostein wrote on the train in his new paul smith journal, because he’s just that cool. i spent the last few sun hours in front of the window, writing. i then made a big cous cous salad for dinner, and we begun (finally) watching house of cards. such a great friday, the kind that makes me really understand that i need to be a freelancer. it’s the best thing ever.