When the writing gets personal…

I was given the writing prompt to ‘write about something you’ve yet to finish’, in hopes of sparking some inspiration to get it done.

I have a long list of works-in-progress, but one of my favorite things is likely something I will never truly finish or aim to publish. From Aug-December 2003, fresh out of high school, I spent probably the best worst time of my life at a small school, located in the middle of nowhere, Denmark. In fact to get to any store, restaurant (I use the term ‘restaurant’ lightly here), any place with other people, it was a 3.3km (2mile) walk through the woods. The bus came once an hour during the day and you had to cab back or walk the woods at night if it got too late.

Those months at Kalø were probably *the* most formative years of my life. In a previous post I mentioned being painfully shy as a child, but moving halfway around the world meant I had to move past that and advocate for myself without anyone familiar around to help me out. I do have family in Denmark, but at a few hours away, I only saw them once on a school trip to CPH. Hey, I was busy.

But back to the point, I think there are some things that are so personal and close to the heart, they don’t need to be shared. The life experiences I went through, the people I met. I think this was one experience that is for me and the people I shared this time with and that’s okay.

Because sometimes you dress like sporty barbie and that just needs to stay in the past.