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	<title>eternal sunshine on the spotless mind</title>
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		<title>Frozen memories</title>
		<description>There I was a soon-to-be-30-year-old surrounded by a bunch of kids. After a couple of exercises my legs hurt, my lung felt like it was bursting and I was on the verge of throwing up. However in hockey it's the legs that feed the wolf and sometimes a feeling of ...</description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1372</link>
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		<title>Loves creates Love</title>
		<description>When Astrid Aand I chose the words we wanted to have on our wedding rings, we thought of that one single feeling we'd love to pass on to Mikko and all those we love: Love creates love - amor gignit amorem.

I believe. </description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1369</link>
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		<title>Rocket brothers crack and burst</title>
		<description>The hardest lesson in life is to let go. Believe me, I've been taught it a million times. There are some things I wish I could have held onto, there are some people I wish I could have kept in my life. There are places I wish I could keep ...</description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1366</link>
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		<title>Not forgotten</title>
		<description>Weeks ticking away. After the scare, things have turned for the better. We took two weeks off, going to Sweden and Denmark. We took the very same route I did when I moved to Sweden in 2001 nearly nine years ago. I couldn't stop smling all the way as it ...</description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1364</link>
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		<title>Gewinner</title>
		<description>An allem was man sagt, an allem was man sagt, ist auch was dran!.
Egal wer kommt, egal wer geht, egal es kommt nicht darauf an.
Ich glaube nichts, ich glaub an dich, glaubst du an mich, ich glaub ich auch.
Ich frage mich, ich frage dich, doch frag ich nicht, fragst du ...</description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1362</link>
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		<title>The prayer</title>
		<description>Within seconds things you consider important become meaningless. I prayed as hard as I could.

I believe. </description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1360</link>
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		<title>tonight</title>
		<description>Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel
Believe, believe in me, believe
That life can change, that you're not stuck in vain
We're not the same, we're ...</description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1358</link>
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		<title>Those who speak know nothing</title>
		<description>The feeling is hard to describe. Astrid's belly is growing right in front of my eyes and we are going through what I consider some of the happiest weeks I have had in my entire life. We created life and though I understand the technical aspects of a pregnancy (thank ...</description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1356</link>
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		<title>wishes.</title>
		<description>I pray that one that day that will finally allow me to just do what I think I do best: telling stories.

There is fiction in the space between
The lines on your page of memories
Write it down but it doesn’t mean
You’re not just telling stories
There is fiction in the space between
You ...</description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1354</link>
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		<title>we meet again</title>
		<description>I haven't met you yet, but I think of you every day with all the love I have to give.

I believe. </description>
		<link>http://mindwork.net/myblog/?p=1352</link>
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