Back from the Mother Country

I´m home again and it´s lovely, but also a bit sad. I came back to fewer things in the apartment since V moved all his stuff and it left me with a strange feeling , although we´d agreed upon it, so it was no surprise. It´s the end of an era and it hurts, even more so when it comes with the realisation that hardly anything lasts, not even love. Or at least ours didn´t.13221110_10153598056876711_7792092433357197740_n

Crème brullée in Simbio
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Sunday calm

Life goes on and it has a strange way of figuring itself out, just like people say it will. So I find myself on the right track again (back to some sort of normality, that is). I´m dining out some, making dinner again (only a couple of times now, but hey, it´s a start!), answering my phone (if you´re lucky, that is) and enjoying life to the fullest-movies and moon light. 😉 New beginnings are so beautiful, but they tend to take up all your energy, so I sometimes retreat to my work and poetry. And I allow myself to freak out from time to time. 😉

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Freelance bliss

Besides being a walking tornado, I´ve either been too busy traveling or working, or I´ve had too much time on my hands, which, funnily enough has the same outcome: I don´t get to do shit around the house and I´m still behind with most things, including laundry and billing. Not to mention grieving and getting on top of things. But hey, what are the 30s for, besides figuring out your place in the world? haha! 😉 (I´m in a glorious mood today, watch out!)

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Thursdays

Thursdays are for soul searching,

Dinners with friends,

Runny nose and clouded eyes,

Thursdays are for sleeping alone.

 

I don´t want us to move so fast,

I always rush into things,

I don´t even know the meaning of slow,

But I´d like this time to last.

 

Like in a modern fairytale

I kind of miss you,

But I´m too  busy running around

To admit it to myself.

 

Good night, pretty baby

Search for me with your fingertips

You´ll find my smell in your sheets.

 

February, 2016