Lost in Pasvik? Never!

I'm not feeling so well, I'm restless.. what is it? Maybe I should go out, go for a walk, that might do me good. It's usually a struggle for me to get out of the apartment but once I do, I can't help but appreciate the nature up here in Pasvik. This place is magical, it speaks to your soul and warms your heart.

Where did I place my mittens? I'm not sure if I should put on a big jacket or the medium one, it's not cold at all but I think I will be gone for a while and it might get chillier later on.

The only reason the living room is a mess is because I've been training, dancing and eating here all morning without lifting anything, maybe I should clean up once I'm back.

Okay, I have my earphones on and I head out before I get comfortable on the couch again. That has happened a few times but not today, today I have my adventurous spirit with me and it's screaming,'GO QUEEN!'.

Time: 15:07

As I open the door I see Stefan and Jan Vidar talking just next to the dustbins. I unplug my right earphone and say a quick and loud 'heia' and then walk in the opposite direction after they greet me back.

I'm doing it again, I'm being mean to myself. Suddenly I question why I have a medium jacket and wool socks on when I could've just gone for a sweater because it is not so cold after all. I guess seeing Stefan them in their t-shirts made me feel like I looked like I was freezing. But then I remember that I said I would be gone for a while that's why I went for the jacket. My brain keeps going back and forth on this.

"Folks will think you are freezing..."

'It's not even that cold...'

"But I will be out for a while.."

No, I shouldn't be overthinking. I turn up my music and walk peacefully. What a beautiful day to be out here and just like I had said earlier, the nature does something to me. It gets me every time.

There is a house by the road, I wonder if they can see me walking by. They must be wondering what is a black girl doing up here in Pasvik or they are probably just minding their business and can't even see me. My brain does this all the time, chill Queen.

I just remembered that I left the house around three p.m, the clock is now over four p.m. Wait, wouldn't it be nice to get off the main road and into the woods? I want to try that, Sigrid and I once got lost around here but we made it to the road so if I do get lost I will just come back here. So the woods it is!

There is still a thick layer of snow but I'm on the scooter-track so I'm not sinking. That's good because I don't have strong shoes or pants on since I didn't plan on going into the woods, wait , what's happening?

I've reached crossroads, should I go left or right?. Hehe, let me prove to myself that I can sometimes be smart too. I should be listening to my instincts now, the only thing is I can't hear them because I have Infernal's Paris to Berlin banging in my ears. But then again instincts are from within, never mind. Ah, this is not going to end well.

Going left feels right although doing so makes me feel like choosing right would have been right. Okay Queen, trust yourself for once, goodness! Do you always have to bring your insecurities up?

My playlist has started all over again, that means I have been gone for some time now. Why does it feel like I am going in the wrong direction? Nah, chill brain, chill.

Dang it! I can look up on snap map where the others are and then just go figure, that would be easy.

I swear, getting lost has never been this fun. I mean it kind of sucks that now my whole pants are wet, my shoes are almost slipping out because they shitty wet too and oh, my poor mittens. If they could talk, they would probably be saying something like:

Queen if you were just going to use us to hold on to an old stick while you falling around and get us all wet, why did you knit us in the first place?!"

Shut up, don't talk to me like that.

Where am I? The scooter track has disappeared or I have followed another path. Okay, I'm done listening to music, this is getting serious. Where I am for real?

The snow has gotten too deep, it's now knee-deep for me. I'm short so I might be exaggerating, but it's still knee-deep.

I can hear dogs barking, where are they?

My pants are now really wet, what have I done? I'm now sitting in the snow, my left leg stuck behind me in the snow. I should probably give up now. Just lay down in the snow and die a slow death. Or somebody might come by with a scooter and pick me up. I have a red jacket on, the snow is white..it shouldn't be that hard!

I know I'm being silly for thinking this way but what if this is the end? Maybe I'll look down from the heavens and see how my story is being told:

"Namibian Girl Gets Lost In Norwegian Woods Then Dies"

Nah, this can't be me giving up. Plus it's not even that bad. This is beautiful Pasvik with the tall trees and scooter tracks, I could've come up with something better haha.

If anything I know that I will be home later and laugh about this but for now I am getting nowhere. Calling aunt Iselin sounds like the only good idea I've had so far, and so I do.

Talking to aunt Iselin has brought me more at ease.

Now I just have to figure out how to get to the main road and I know that my pants will be soaked by the time I make it out there. I'm glad I took my jacket with because due to my wet legs, the rest of my body is feeling cold.

My poor mittens, they too are soaked so having them on would freeze my fingers. For the hundredth time, I'm so glad it's not cold, I'm surviving out in the snow with no mittens, how tough is that!?

Where is the road? Where is the road?

Would've been nice if I was in a movie right now because the way I walk in this snow is so dramatic. I have to lift one leg, make sure that I balance it well and then move the other one. Being stuck makes me more dramatic because I have to kind of shake the leg before getting it out of the snow, but there is too much noise going on in my head right now.

Queen focus on getting to the road asseblief....

Now that aunt Iselin said it, I remember that I have something to write about tonight. My little adventure in the woods with music and a bit of rain. Oh yea, it has been raining. A bit.

What is that ahead? I think I see a cabin, it looks a bit scary but that means I am closer to the road now. If this was a movie I would be emerging out of the woods like a hero, wet pants and soaked mittens, frown on my face and fingers red because of the cold that has now gotten to them.

Oh well, it's just ordinary me. I made it. I sadly made it to the road and there is no crew to film or anything, just ordinary me and the woods. There are two houses here, the people in there are probably wondering..what theee???

I wonder how I look now, walking beside the road with wet pants.

I hear a coming behind me, I shouldn't look back. Here it comes..

It's the military van haha, ouff da.

Now that that's over, I'll just keep walking until I make it to Pasvik. I have never been this happy to make it back to the school, and so is aunt Iselin...

I'm getting closer with each step. I know what I'm going to do.. take a shower and prepare some food.

Time: 18:28

hearts, Queen

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