A regular guy who works with management at a hospital in Sweden.
Up And Away. So today the two people i love the most leave me for the sun in Greece for a week. It may sound like no big deal but for me it is very hard. I hate to be without them, hate being alone, hate to worry for them. Why cannot this week be over?
Lonely But Not Alone They have not even left. Still I feel alone and abandoned. Lonely but not alone. My sunshine lies next to me. I will always love you.
Introduction I am not much of a poet, more of an everyday observer and thinker. English is not my native language so if there are grammatical and spelling errors, please excuse me. My idea for this was to try and tell some of my daily events and happenings, also some reflections of my work. I love music and reading so maybe I fill out the observations with some reviews and playlists. May the writing begin. Regards /Per
