summer’s daughter

Happy Happy! Joy Joy!

never return

 

Being a grown-up sucks badly sometimes.

I was talking with a friend few days ago about how cool would be to send some unemployed friends to our jobs and hopefully have the jobs back when we return from traveling the world for 2-3 months.

We have to be more the fools and less the judges of our own lives.

awake

In the past 2-3 weeks I have only looked at the books I have bought and got gifted with, not thinking even for a moment to pick one up and go through the pages.  I even made some tea and nothing happened.

Am I starting to live my own novel?

This would be so puuurfect!

To do list for the holidays

letter to

Dear Santa,

It’s been years now since I’m having this wish.

Can you silently and secretly make it happen?

The one who never ceased to believe,

Diana

high voltage me

Thank God holidays are coming!

At least I won’t get zapped from every metal object anymore and I’ll stop from electrocuting people by touching them.

Although I enjoy this part. 

 

friendship

How strange life is.

Friendship is so random and unpredictable.

You make acquaintances and they stay acquaintances for years.

Or you meet someone and they become a close friend in weeks.

But what to do when you’re in a room with someone and, no matter what they say or do, you feel so lonely you could cry?

one of those times

I should be happy.

Somehow I feel like crap and I keep on screwing things up.

Worst – I can’t stop from writing it.

I don’t know what else to do.

*Daniel Merriweather – Red

when it rains in helsinki

bookmarks

We’re all strangers.

Ordinary people connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away.

I guess that’s what I love about people: their stories.

And you and I keep on turning pages.