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…I’m loving right now (tagged by Kristy)

1. Sterne/Es ist Juli/Juli – Totally addicted, very pop.
2. 747/Isola/Kent – so old, so autumny
3. Ruby Blue/Ruby Blue/Roisin Murphy – or the whole album, on loan from M.
4. Falsche Entscheidung/Am Wasser Gebaut/Fettesbrot – feel good music
5. Love Ridden – I still sometimes find Fiona Apple on my cd-player…

tagging: Abby, Kaisa, Katie, Joleen, Hanna

Having a shit day at work. Seriously, people, don’t talk shit about other people in the language you think they don’t understand. Especially if you are three meters away. For god sakes, I’ve lived in Borgå, I want to apply to school in Sweden. Well. three days and counting…

“I am no one’s little muskrat.” Amelie¨ said.

I watched the movie half sleeping. It started to feel like autumn but maybe that was the carrot soup I was making. Evenings are becoming ones that crave tea drinking, sitting in the kitchen drawing, reading, (dreaming). All life slows down and you are supposed to wrap yourself in things that make you happy and cozy and warm. The backyard of our building is made for sneaking out on a cigarette late at night. Watch all the windows lit up in silence. The boy who lives on the second floor washes dishes. All the other curtains are closed.

“Why are they all blue,” I cried after another page in my scrapbook. “It just seems like your heart is very broken,” Kaisa said. So then I made a yellow page. It’s a funny feeling, planning a new life and laying down roots at the same time.

view from our flat by kaisa the flatmate.

Dear R.
Thank you for yesterday. Notice how we’ve become like one of those old friends who meet so seldom they go over everything that’s happened in a year in two hours and then the third hour is a bit of struggling for things to say. (In a good way.) Thank you for listening and thank you for caring. You haven’t grown up so bad after all.. Thank you for believing in my talent. Thank you for letting me go.
Emma

Wanted: A seriously fast walker to go on evening walks on my bad days.

Fell asleep on the train. Came home angry and tired. Only thing that could help was going out and walk faster and faster. (I am sorry baby, I had to go without you. You know what I am like.)

Beach and ducks and blond girls jogging. I wanted to call him and say let’s smoke a pack of cigarettes in chain. Half to you, half to me, don’t ask any questions. And when I’ve calmed down say: Hey let’s go see what that park is like. have you ever been there? And weird funny stories. Maybe I’ll even make you laugh.

Other people can do that thing; Put their things in suitcases and go see the world..

What is more freedom than a Saturday and eating cereal for breakfast at 2 p.m. A good friend stopping by for a coffee unannounced earlier. I am getting out of this funk I’ve been in all week. I have to.