fredag 29 april 2011

Miss Cup of Tea has been lazy



No, I really haven't. School is eating all the hours of the day and night, except for the few I've been able to steal and keep for dozing off. But this is the beginning of the weekend with a birthday to celebrate, cookies to wrap and a little bag to pack.

What I do not have to miss is the dazzling sunshine or clear sky. Every day when looking up, morning, day or noon my face is warmed by the gentle touch of our closest star. Sun I love you!

-a-

söndag 17 april 2011

A bed full of fluffy white sheets and duvets, what a dream


Sometimes getting up in the morning seems like the hardest thing to do. Who am I trying to fool? It IS the most diffucult thing to do, partly because it is the first thing you have to do to start the day and partly because it's most of the time damn comfortable in bed.

How I wish I was still in bed instead of trying to write something smart about the theory of relativity... Help anyone?

-a-

tisdag 12 april 2011

Cat, I'm a kitty cat.. And I dance dance dance



For all you kitty-cat lovers, like myself, here comes the cutest little link EVER to this furry little grey kitten. I think I just fell in loooooooooooove... HERE!

-a-

måndag 11 april 2011

Moonlight, moonstruck... The moon

"The one reason I like, love, walking at night r u. U who shine up the whole bowl of blue sky with ur pale, but yet so strong, light.
I am no daylightcreature. I am a child who adores darkness and still I can fear it sometimes. But u help me to find a spot light enough without letting the lamps hurt my eyes.
Stars, never stop shine upon my face."


Something I wrote so long ago (uploaded without editing (yes I know, perhaps I should have but it feels more honest to write it like I did that time, Wednesday 15 of August 2007)) remains true. I am no child of the day. Sunshine makes me happy, it warms me and brightens my mood. But darkness gives me security, inspiration and a feeling of that a never ending amount of time has been given to me.

Moon, oh big spinning piece of materia high up in the darkness, I adore the sight of you!

-a-

Warmed


The room is full of music. It dances, swirls, spins and twists. It bounces off the walls and gets stuck in the curtains. Long tunes and short tunes but no false tunes or tunes out of tune. Music fills the air. Trembling and shaky, yet strong and powerful. Carfully it's wrapping you in a warm blanket of notes, perfectly covering every ounce of you.

A gathering. A concert. A big crowd of humans, filled with anticipation and joy, enters the massive concert hall. An orchestra. Stings, brass and battery. Magnificently they make noise that forms into a magical pattern called a melody, several melodies. All in unison. Beethoven, Vaughan Williams and Brahms.


My love for classical music is infinite. As for you.

-a-

torsdag 7 april 2011

Don't... let the bedbugs bite!


For some reason it seems impossible to get hold of darling doll B tonight. So, to say goodnight to him (besides the voice mail... and the e-mail) and the rest of the world (read: YOU!) , a link to Simon's cat that my little Verdandi reminded me of!

(Click on the picture to get to Simon's cat's page and check out the adoreable short films!)


NIGHT!

-a-

What's the meaning really?


I love you. I love you. I love you.
Three words. Such a terribly deep meaning.


I love you =

= I care about you
= Your smile makes me smile
= Your laugh is what makes me laugh
= The sound of your voice makes me shiver
= No matter how bad I'm feeling a text from you cheers me up, makes me euphoric
= When you're down or sad I'll break my back to make you happy
= I can't stand being without you
= It feels like dying to be without you
= I want to spend the rest of my life with you
= I would do anything for you
= You have my heart
= You are my heart, my sould and my body
= You are constantly on my mind
= I miss you every second that you're not with me so much that it hurts physically
= I LOVE YOU
...


So why do we ever dare to say these words?
Why do we throw them around?
I try not to, I work really hard to seal them deep within me.
But sometimes it's so hard.

-a-

tisdag 5 april 2011

The little blue bird sang me a song

Note 1 to myself:

When feeling a bit under, do NOT log on to Facebook and stare at pictures of people who has spent the last few days doing AMAZING things while you've been working ect. It will NOT, I repeat NOT!, help!

"I'm head over heels
in Love with you!"

Note 2 to myself:

Cherish the people that cares about you and show them how much they mean to you. B is simply fantastic. He's the world, the stars and the moon. Ha that's cheesy! Yes, but way too true to be ignored (which I don't do but remember, never do ignore it!). Even though pre-printed cards aren't one of your favourites, think of the thought behind.

-a-

fredag 1 april 2011

I am in love with you... And I think very much that I might just possibly love you



The alarm goes off at seven. It's still dark because spring forgot to bring sunshine and thought mist would do as a replacement, which certainly is wrong. Legs feels stiff and screams with every bend they're forced to do. Another step, a bit further. Running, sprinting, FLYING!, then walking, stopping for a while... Then again: running.

Learning about hinduism and buddism: atma, nirvana, bhakti, brahaman... Light finally breaks through the dull and grey sky. Freedom.

For once slowly strolling around enjoying the smell of new things did not encourage me to buy things I do not need, success! A notebook in light brown (beige?) with white spots to fill with texts of love, dreams and secrets and one of Gaëlle Boissonnard's perfectly magical cards to send off to the island where B, my heartkeeper, lives.

O knees, wether you die today or not I will still be happy only to have had this day, thank you!


-a-