I have my morning routines in Stockholm. For some reason, they don’t stick when I’m home, in the house, but here they work like clockwork. Unless I have early meetings, in which case everything is upside down. I’m really not a morning person.

Get up, bathroom etc. Glance at the feeds, mark stuff for later if necessary. Exercise for 15 minutes. Take vitamins. Shower, brush teeth and so forth. Write journal entry. Work on secret Swedish project. Plan daily writing and/or editing.

Then it gets muddy. The normal day starts, which – at the moment – hopefully means that I’ll make some coffee for the Ashen Sky translation session, before leaving for the office.

Nothing fancy, nothing special, but it is a routine, and I’m healthier for it. Or at least I’m tricking myself into believing that, which is almost just as good.

So long, little one 💔