It’s been quite a time now… Heja, 18 years since, I am here, in thing magical Klaipedaian place, with wonderful people at times that are hard.
Sharing my story has still been able to cause tons of emotions and bring me to the humble state. And this is amazing. Personal should be personal, it should be able to wake up those parts of myself that are womanly, weak, and real.
This, now, this is sweet. Being a bit cold, in warm green socks and dark blue scarf, with honey tea and a bit dazzled mind.
Tomorrow I’ll be in Norway. Quite cool, huh?
“Bird On The Buffalo”
i will always be there, D
Another morning after all this, and it still feels crazy. So crazy.
It is so insane, not to be able to call you and say hello, ask about how’s your day been or what’s on your mind. What wonders have reached you yesterday and what are the plans for the new days. Not being able to share with you all those little prizes that continue to come without knocking, bumping at me. Not to have you to look over me, at least not as you used to.
And having those dreams, seeing you in those places. Weird places. Weird times.
And still, “not letting go” but accepting seems to be one of the hardest jobs. I love you. And I miss you. So much.
Could only hope you are in a great place, my dear. That your soul has found peace and calmness, and that no regrets are left. Cause mine are gone.
Klaipeda, Agnus Stone, G.
To live on an island for some time, detached from anything that happens on the “big land”. Explore this.