In mind: Money worries, boyfriend trouble, future plans, all slightly drowned out by before-mentioned tune.
On kitchen counter: Lunch for boyfriend for a long Thursday at work. Made by me with
love a bad conscience.
In belly: Green tea, a pint of water and mushy peas. (That’s right, sticking to my resolutions.)
In fridge: A three-day-old bottle of sparkling, three tomatoes and three packs of Norwegian cheese. (What’s with the number three here…?)
On couch: Flatmate, best friend, love of my life and partner in crime, Ingrid.
In bag: An unusual overflow of pens and lip balms. A spray deodorant which usually causes grief at airport security checks, and other bits of insignificant, invaluable rubbish.
On night stand: Journal 64 by Danish author Jussi Adler-Olsen. The past chapter just earned the thriller a spot on my list of Top 10 Books Ever.
On body: Wool. Can’t afford to turn up the heating.
On head: A frizzy ball of half-dry, colour-faded hair.
On iPhone: Lots of fun NYE photos and a new addictive game, Hill Climb. Nerd.