INGRID (ENGLISH VERSION)

ADULTHOOD

Monica moved to Finland, before I left home. I was upset and I cried a lot indeed, secretly from her, of course. Because can you imagine how it is when you breathe together with your twin sister for 18 whole years and she suddenly leaves. But anyway, at some point each one of us would lead her own way. That day, when I would move to Tromsø, it was my mother the one who drove me at Kirkenes train station. Everything was arranged and I was about to leave. When we reached the station, Mum asked me:

"Would you like to eat something? A sandwich?"

"No, mum, thanks. We will be offered something at the train".

"A comic book?", she asked and pulled a Donald Duck comic out of her bag.

I smiled widely and grabbed it away from her hands. "That sounds good", I replied.

"Fine, have a nice journey, love", she said and kissed me. "When you meet Johanna, call me back".

During the journey, I was reading Donald Duck comics, so I wouldn't be thinking of anything at all. No negative thoughts, because this causes anxiety to you. I reached the station, where the familiar underground bridge was located and there's where Johanna was waiting for me. Except for my luggage, I'd carried my synthesizer with me too, because during those three years I would be writing music for the band. However there was this thought that was constantly turning around my head: could I ever write the same kind of music that I did back to the village, as long as this place now is urban? And this thought was torturing me, because I'm not this kind of person who composes under pressure. I need everything to come out as naturally as ever.

At first, I went to Johanna's place, where we had something to eat and we were discussing about the next Uaithnia album. "Shall we make it sound more Celtic", I asked.

"Of course! And now that we decided that we are going to move on with that, we could also ask Vivian to join us".

I winked at her and told her: "We are going to be three girls".

While eating, we remained silent for a while. Johanna was teasing my hair. That time it had a dark red colour, close to black and I had let it grow very long.

"And you have grown up so much, even though we had always being saying that you and Monica are our babies", she said, as if she were dreaming. "When we previously met, you were still at school. Now you're going to be a student. A student! I can't even believe it".

I giggled and told her: "I lost my childhood three years ago".

"Oh, what are you talking about now, Ingrid?"

"Well, I know what I've been talking about", I replied. "Since I formed this band, it has been the end of lies. Then, I realised what it means to be responsible about anything. This is the end of that childish and carefree....", then I stopped, because I realised what I was talking about. Even though Vivian, as the most experienced of us all in the music industry, due to her age, was protecting us, we had slightly entered the star system, in the sense that we had more things to be concerned about and we had to watch out for every move we did -- that means that this was the end of every childish carefreeness. Of course I could always understand that every person has to deal with difficulties and worries, which they have to overcome by themselves, so why should I be worth to be pampered? On the other hand, I had started to miss my life before the band, where I was taken care of. Maybe the transition from childhood to adulthood should happen slightly and gradually, step by step, and not so abruptly, and of course, at the age of 18, as in every person, and not 15, as it happened with me. Because this might create a wide gap and irregularities in the development of your personality and you might end up living with your mum and dad until the age of 25 and remain a baby for your whole life. (And as I know what many people often say about me, even though I don't really bother, I'm sure that this is what they mean when they say that Ingrid, though she's really open-minded towards new ideas, judges things critically and is really creative, sometimes she behaves like an innocent villager).