Archive for the ‘Week 10’ Category
I’ve been such a bad blogger lately! (Actually I’ve been a great blogger, but just not here.) What can I say? I’m lazy and I didn’t feel like doing anything. Goes against the spirit of the challenge I know, but we all have our moments. I also abandoned my 365 too. Boo.
I’ve seen some fingerprint art lately so I decided to make a quick print of my family’s digits. I don’t have a high-resolution scanner so this was the best I can do. The clarity isn’t all that great, but I like it. Random story: one time I was getting fingerprinted for some guardianship stuff (not a criminal I swear!) and the lady told me I had really lovely fingerprints (I think it’s cause they’re all swirly). I thought it was a little weird but also terribly sweet. Definitely not something you hear every day.
Flying lesson 10
Today I do my flying lesson with a pilot, Capten Paradise!
And this is the most seriously serious truth. If you are supposed to have a flying lesson you have to do it properly.
So this Capten Paradise actually exists, he is a guest on my couch for now and normally flies for an aircompany. Specially when he flies to Hawaii his name will make his passangers smile.
While we are on the ferry to the smaller island in my city I tell him about my flying lessons. Luckily, I manage to tell him that it is more of a mental flight just before he intends to question me about technical details. Of course it turns out that he used to be a flying instructor, too.
I choose my men with care.
Capten Paradise is very nice company and we manage to share a lot of wisdom. However I dump him at Skansen for his own touristic walk while I continue mine back to the city.
I make a stop at the Biological Museum, I love this quiet tiny museum. I notice their poster with a badger on it. I used to have both their badger and woodpecker poster but can’t find them at home anymore. I ask the lady about both of them and she says that they ran out of the woodpecker posters about three years ago and won’t print them again. These are also the last badgers they’ve got. I buy myself a badger and I’m thinking of buying two posters just to be on the safe side but I don’t carry enough money. Maybe I have to go back another time to fill up my badger needs before they run out of them. Even with a lack of money there are certain things you have to prioritize!
It’s a wonderful weather with blue sky and sunshine, green things sprouting and growing everywhere, like it usually does when I walk on this island. That is, when I did walk here many years ago. Wondering why I stopped doing it (except that it was easier when I lived closer) and realise that I stopped doing a lot of stuff that I like and that makes me feel good.
But thoughts are starting to take over from feelings so I stop thinking to just walk and enjoy.
I take photos, wilted flower capsules, grass, mud, ships and all those little details that almost make me pass out of joy. Two ropes crossing, a rudder and a railing in white and brown, stripes and bits and dashes making up the most intricate designs upwards or straight down into the water. Love it!
Then I suddenly decide to cross the street right now. Manage to make it before a car passes and cross all 5 lanes in a hurry just to walk straight into my sister. Funny!
She does works pretty close but still it’s a funny coincidence since I rarely walk here and neither does she. She looks happy that we met, which is good because the last time we met I made her feel bad.
Then I take the long walk to my bus at the end of Kings street enjoying it the whole way. These walks are getting better as it’s getting warmer and sunnier.
So today I learned about the positive feeling of synchronicity, the importance of trusting your instincts.
Here’s to Missing You
This house is quiet and so I fill it with sounds
but none is as calming as your simple steps
I shower to warm away the ache of not having you
but only wonder what you are doing
As I crack knuckles I wonder if you might be also doing it
Inhaled cigarette wishing you were killing yourself next to me
Wonder what if you had quiet moments staring out at trees
While my quiet moments turn me down
Was your sleep filled with candy and custard
As mine was filled with a dark wood on a cliff-side and friends lost to heroin
I am awaiting you return in the only way I know how
But it’s useless
Big cat
runs over crate papers and boxes
the space crinckles beneath his hairy feet
furry cat snuggles into the side of potted plant
under the moonlight soaking up the –
lime better
little cats dance while finches
drink fruit juice from punch bowls
laced with vodka and sugar
I sure love a party in june
Where was I?
When I was ripped from my dream
Flying down a country side
Or perhaps kissing a queen
What was I doing?
When I awoke at a moments notice
Lassoing a snowflake Unicorn
Being chased thru a deep forest
Why can’t I remember?
All the pleasures sleep affords me
The smells of flowers & perfumes
The taste of golden honey
Snatched to awake by a knock on the door
Ignoring the sound, my eyes closed once more
Finding my way back, to a world full of dreams
Where the waking world is the place
That isn’t what it seems.

Off to sleep