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Solo: A West Fjords Story

Solo: A West Fjords Story > Backpacking for three months in Iceland, from June to September, to loop Route 1. That was the original idea. Reading about all those people who had lived grand adventures by walking around the world awakened a forgotten thrill. The thrill of exploring. I also wished to relieve the burden of living in a hard-hearted society, to immerse myself into the world, to drift on foreign lands, to sense a deep connection with the earth, to enjoy the little things every day. Feel their same freedom. Unfortunately, my checking account didn’t agree.…

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July 21, 2018

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Green

Chapter Three: Day

Chapter Three: Day > Red believed that, in most cases, one decides to begin a degree in psychology for two core reasons: to help themselves and/or to help other people; every further motive can be reduced to one of these. The problem is, during those six years of study, a future psychologist who has always aspired to pursue a different career than psychotherapy, may forsake the former and be seduced by the latter… only because of a way fatter pay-cheque. And thus, the desire to help is overcome by the longing to be rich.Red had already…

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July 14, 2018

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Chapter Two: Dawn

Chapter Two: Dawn > The alarm clock went off at 04:30 a.m., but Red was already awake. He had been awoken by a nightmare, by the vivid image of himself stranded inside Green’s flesh during the night before. He could watch through his eyes and sense his movements, but not read his mind or feel his feelings. As an helpless first-person spectator, Red lived flashes of last moments: watching a film, calling a friend, turning off the pc, lying down in bed, leaving the room, starting the car, shifting gears, stopping someplace, closing the eyes and……

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July 12, 2018

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Chapter One: Night

Chapter One: Night > The alarm clock went off at 04:30 a.m. Red remained dozed in his bed for some time, while the pale moon light passed through the semi-closed shutters of his bedroom window. He had always kept them this way, day and night, because he enjoyed living in an ambience of constant dim light: no absolutes of brightness or darkness. When Red’s drowsiness wore off, he stayed still to enjoy the cosiness of his duvet for a little longer; it was the middle of spring, but a rather cold one. At five o’clock, he finally…

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July 10, 2018

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