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				<title>Shift in the perspective</title>
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				<description>&lt;p&gt;Over my life in Denmark, I&amp;rsquo;ve changed quite a few places of study, and not long ago I caught myself with a thought I wanted to pour out somewhere, the logical place being my website. A small shift in the perspective of the city you live in can reveal a huge shift in your life. What I mean is, we tend to take it for granted when we move from our home (point A) to point B (which could be our place of study or work), and we barely notice which streets we&amp;rsquo;re walking down, since we&amp;rsquo;ve done it so many times that every step has become automatic. But what happens when we swap point B for a new place, let&amp;rsquo;s call it point C (say, we change schools or jobs), and point C happens to be close to the old point B? What do we see? The same streets, sure, but our route to them has changed, because now we&amp;rsquo;re heading somewhere else. What&amp;rsquo;s interesting is that we notice the same places, even the same old route we used to take to point B, but now it feels different. That old road we walked every day is so close to us, yet at the same time it feels like a different dimension, a dimension where you no longer exist. When, on your way to point C, you occasionally spot bits of your old route to point B, there&amp;rsquo;s this wave of nostalgia, like the road is right there next to you, the same street, the same place, but the destination is different now, and it&amp;rsquo;s like it&amp;rsquo;s showing you how much your life has changed.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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				<title>9.22.26</title>
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				<pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2026 19:46:14 +0200</pubDate>
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				<description>&lt;h2 id=&#34;first-diary-page&#34;&gt;first diary page?&lt;/h2&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;Today I decided to go for a walk with a friend of mine. I&amp;rsquo;m not exactly a social person, and lately I&amp;rsquo;ve been thinking that a lot of my past acquaintances or friends never really got who I am as a person. I&amp;rsquo;d describe myself as someone who attaches quickly but loses interest just as fast? The first few weeks of getting to know someone are always the most interesting you hear new perspectives, learn something new about the person, share stuff about yourself, and you actually want to keep talking to them. But then comes the phase where you start losing interest, you&amp;rsquo;ve learned enough about them, you start picking up on their way of talking and communicating, you get how they think in certain situations, and it starts getting old.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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				<title>About Page</title>
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				<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2026 19:05:03 +0200</pubDate>
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				<description>&lt;p&gt;On this page, you&amp;rsquo;ll get to know a little more about me, who I am, what I&amp;rsquo;m interested in, why I made this website, and a few other things.&#xA;I will probably change this page from time to time. My interests might change, and I&amp;rsquo;ll probably have some new things to add anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;h3 id=&#34;who-are-you&#34;&gt;Who are you?&lt;/h3&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m the most regular person imaginable. I study at Roskilde University in Denmark. My Danish is far from perfect, Nevertheless, I decided to study something where I have to talk with people directly. Some might say that&amp;rsquo;s not the smartest thing to doand I agree. I guess, I believe that difficult things help shape who we are.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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