I'm full of it...
I have not been writing in a while. That is because I'm under the spell of barefoot running. I am not running the miles, I am running the kilometers and I am running a lot of them. Daily.
For once I've been at home over the summer. Ok, not all the time, I did spend three days in Norway. But the rest of my summer vacation I spent at home. What did I do here then. I worked.
Me and my three cats are in our sunroom, the rain is making a peaceful sound when hitting the roof. It is warm. It is dark. I had my green tea already and I brushed my teeth.
My paper doll can reach me. And take me to a dream. My paper doll can teach me. That life is always mean. She makes me feel special. When you are not around. Oh, it's like a treasure.
When I was younger I used to practice love a lot. In each and every way. I turned it inside out, outside in and investigated every inch of it, each and every day. I loved love and I still do.
I'm laying in bed. Too late again. Ran my daily run too late. Drank my evening tea too late. Will fall off to sleep too late. Must wake up too early tomorrow..
Even though I have a very busy life, I feel it would be easier to make up stories about it rather than to tell the truth.
I am so tired that I can not make it to my bed tonight. We fetched Amberlina from the airport this afternoon. She came from South Africa today. She will stay by us here in the north.
I'm sitting here by the kitchen table typing words to the sound of a TV from another room. In front of the TV is the woman I love, laying, half asleep.
You know, english is not my first language. I write much more rich and expressive in my own language. But I would really like to develop the ability to write well in English also.
The ladies are walking the dog before we will leave for London. I'm thinking of tomorrow. Tomorrow I will be working in the garden all day, on Sunday as well. I love our garden.
After breakfast we will take the train in to the heart of London. I am excited. It is more than 20 years ago I last was in London. London must have changed. I must have changed..
It is very green here compared to how it is in Sweden. It is the first time I am running in Great Britain. It is actually the first time I am out of a city here.
It is nice here... can't wait to see it in day light though....
Tomorrow after work I am flying to London. I will stay until Saturday morning. Have not been there in years. I am tired of traveling at the moment, so my expectations are not very high for this trip.
It was on an airplane between Iceland and NYC in December and the year was 1999. It was a smaller sized plane and there was a couple of empty seat rows at the back.
It is raining. I usually love to run in the rain, but not today. But I need to run today. The problem is that I don't know how to motivate myself.
I am in love. I am desperately in love with a woman. Passionately. I love everything that she is. I love everything that is her.