I was at an insurance agency. I was preparing the documents for my visa. The check-list was almost entirely ticked, and the insurance was the last item. I'd saved the easiest one for the last, but things didn't work out the way I'd expected. Neither
So, I left. I had an early morning flight. Last night was tiring and sleepless. I'll arrive around nine in the morning, which means I could start up the day just as I land. I need to go to the bank to get some paperwork
It's started with the Town, has always been about it. Poems dedicated, memories engraved; all for better, and sometimes worse. Passing by the familiar streets, I realize all of a sudden, that it'd been missing. Habits, bus tickets, thoughts and dreams that once glued it
It should be now summer, as it is for the most majority of the world, and the sun must be to its hottest. "Summer is not coming to this country this year" a friend of mine joked about it the other day, which was funny and I
I eventually went to that village last night. I went there with my dad, didn't want to go alone. Remember the village that I told you about before, remember?! I assume it depends if you've received any of my letters. There's a village on the other
There's a drive-through in front of our studio. This place used to be a restaurant before they bought the property and turned it into an art studio. So that makes sense. Our cabin is on the left side, a little bit at the back, by the
It was all very foggy and cloudy at first. This has been the wettest winter we ever had, Annamaria described their winter as she was giving me a ride to Gullkistan. That was so nice of her. She gave me a general information about the
I found my seat. I got the window seat. You know that I usually ask the counter guy for a window seat, but this time it was a self-check-in in one of those machines; I was lucky. Hi, I said to the man taking the seat
Alright, you should know that I almost didn't send this. Now I'm so excited that I feel like I must. I was outside, maybe for more than half an hour. It's almost midnight. My hands are frozen; hard to hold on to the pen and
I was standing on the side of the road. It was the second ride I was supposed to take. My right arm felt a bit sore. I had already kept my arm up for more than half an hour, and I had to do it