Posts tagged Art
The Detanglement

For the first time in my life, I slept through my alarm. It wasn't what I call a fail-n-snooze, where you think you stealthily hit the snooze button but fail miserably and rather turn the whole damn thing off, nor did I accidentally set it to go off in the evening instead of in the too early morning. I simply snored my way through not only the alarm itself, but also its three subsequent snoozes.

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The Mislaid Felicity

The last couple years has increasingly consisted of nice, bright sunshine with only the occasional stormy sky and frosty morning - it was warm and optimistic and had a lot of lightness to it, even when things were difficult or complicated or I hadn't slept properly for a fortnight. Such was life - and damn girl, it was good.

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The Aftermath: Let's Talk About the Weather

Too often these days, I find myself taking exuberantly long showers. Since my soccer days, back when I was a wee teenage lass, the keyword for my showers was always efficiency. The purpose of my ablution was to get as clean as possible in the shortest amount of time. Get in - get clean - get out! If it was Swedish winter - the kind were sleet and wet shoes has driven a chill deep inside your bones - I might have stuck around for a few extra minutes to regain feeling in my extremities, but that was about it.

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A Bit Wordless

These days, I'm feeling devoid of words. As if there aren't enough of them, regardless of me having things I would like to say or not. I'm hoarding my words, saving them for the sponsor letters and press releases and emails that demands to be written and sent - preferably yesterday. In the evenings, I burn incense and bury my face in silky soft kitten fur. The cat doesn't seem to mind, he curls up on his special blanket by my lower back in bed and purrs so loudly that it wakes my husband up.

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