Maiken Woll Eide photography

I have to leave now, she said. No, wait! I said and ran to get the balloons. Look! I can do this as well! I sang it out while I threw the balloons up into the air and caught them again in a nice, swooshing movement. That's not enough, she said. Yes, yes! It is enough! I said and threw an especially nice yellow balloon up right in front of her. But she wouldn't listen. Before, when I didn't have any of this, it seemed exciting, she said. But when it fills up your whole day it's just tiresome. She walked to the door and opened it. You just have to want it more! I yelled and let go of a balloon so it flew up into the ceiling. She shook her head and closed the door. I grabbed the trumpet and ran out on the veranda. This was my last chance.

text by kim hiorthøy. he's quite the writer. i'm working very hard on my visual diary. it's taking forever though. also editing photos from my trip up to norway last week. pictures of i see horses. will post as soon as they're done.