Behind The Glass With Charlotte Eriksson

Growing up is a wonderful thing. Tracing the years back, looking at myself like someone else, someone different. I was angry and anxious, wanting to prove the whole world wrong, prove myself wrong, prove that I could be anything I wanted to be and I was gonna show them all. I would prove them all wrong. I was driven by external forces, wanting everyone to see me like this and think of me like that. I careful planned my words, my clothes, my songs so that the world would see me from the right angle. It’s different now. I’m different now. I don’t spin the chair anymore. I rest peacefully with both eyes steady, listening and caring. I don’t rush through the rain with a rucksack, but instead I say “let’s have another coffee, tell me one more story” and I wait out the rain. I’m no longer driven by external forces, but internal ones. I no longer care what the world sees me as. Instead I care about what I think of myself. How I feel, here, now, hands on my heart. Am I peaceful? Am I calm? Am I content? Lonely? Wis