And who heads for Behind the Next Corner?
My name is Hela. I like climbing up trees. Fooling with friends. Walking barefoot in the grass. Walks in the woods. Sound of the sea. The scent of spring. Writing letters, by hand. Reading. Lots and lots of reading. Anything I get my hands on but most of all sci-fi. Writing and the joyous creative trance that accompanies it. Dogs and rats and mice and really everything furry. (Or feathered. Or scaled.) I am solar-powered. I function the best when it is sunny.
What I like most about traveling: Butterflies in my stomach before leaving. The first steps in an unknown place where I can randomly pick a direction and be surprised by what is hiding around the corner. Soaking the atmosphere of tiny differences. Views from high above. Night city lights. Parks and greenery. Being around water. The sun in my face when we don’t have any at home. Small joys…
I journey with a few other fellow travelers – or more like free riders. They are no fun and they work hard to spoil all my experiences. And they insist on having a say about everything, whether I like it or not.
Their names are Anxiety, Depression, Panic Attacks…
They accompany me everywhere. Ever since childhood. And because they are always with me, they might sometimes flash in my storytelling. But these stories don’t belong to them.