Livet som vi kender det, hvem er vi? Jeg taler om mig selv. Hvem skulle have troet det? Født i Korea, adopteret til Danmark. Tid til reflektion over livet? Jeg drømte ingen drømme, var glad for det jeg havde. Intet blev som jeg forventede. Jeg venter, venter på dødedansen, længslen sidder i mine knogler. Halvvejs gennem livet. Hvem er jeg efterhånden? Der er tidspunkter jeg søger efter mig selv. Jeg ser mine børn bære mine håb, som et fint tyndt spindelvæv. Ud af deres skygger anes et skær af fremtiden. Det er sent, det gamle skrog er træt, træt efter at lede efter meningen med livet. Om ikke så mange år, ønsker jeg verden held og lykke
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I'm Danish, mother of 3. I also have a cat. I live in Jylland, a small place, very dull, a sleepy little town.
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