Nobody Cares But You
Nicole Michaelis

Fearing she peaked in elementary school after winning her 3rd grade writing contest Michaelis is slightly disappointed by the endless academics, jobs, broken hearts and taxes that adulthood has presented to her. She writes about the untou- ched, unexplained, unfelt moments that bind life together. She writes to discover what she fears we’ve lost.

Michaelis runs an independent content agency in Stockholm, Sweden. She tries to write every day. She tries.

Winds blow in from the East
I pull the baker boy hat a little bit lower
Maybe if you hadn’t given me Joni or Janis when I was thirteen
things would be different now
No sipping black coffee waiting for line after line to come I’d haul heavy shopping bags home
I’d be cooking meals
Dancing? Only on Fridays
Singing? Never, really

Instead, I focus all my energy on holding my body upright
due to this heavy heart syndrome that plagues me

And I fantasize about
Simplicity
Loving people more and ideas less How it’d feel to get obsessed
with your concept of happiness

Freedom is just a fancy way of saying
there’s nothing left worth chasing
But you know I lie when I say
I’m free now, the tears are dry, I’ve found my place It’s funny really

how I crave the sun so much
and yet shy away from the light cover myself in words of wisdom longing for an endless night
the final revelation

I lead a foolish life