This is unreal

by Maria

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I am so glad everyone I know are safe. I am so sad there are people who aren’t. Oslo is the only city I have lived in that has felt 100% mine, even more so than Harstad (my home town, where Cookie and I are at the moment). Now Oslo is a battle field. As for the rest of the news… I simply  c a n n o t  understand that anyone can be so cruel. I cannot.

Today is grey, it’s raining. I try not to read too many news sites, not to listen when the TV is on, because I need to go slow with this. Being depressed makes it hard to cope even on normal days, and this is about as far from normal as it gets. So I watch TV-series on my MacBook, read books and eat strawberries, and try to think of trivial things in between the drips of news I catch from Twitter or the TV downstairs.

I coloured my hair today. I bought the dye yesterday, before I heard the news (three minutes before I got the first text asking if I was okay, in fact), but I think it’s only suitable that it’s a shade darker, as everything else seems to be like that today. I wish there was something I could do.