I could have writen this, and I know a lot of you will feel the same! I’m sorry. I’m really sorry about it, you know? I’d really like to read your blog. But I never seem to find the time. via Hey, I’m Sorry About It — boy with a hat
Preparation is going on smoothly, and as I gather everything that will be needed during my trip, I soak myself in souvenirs of my two previous trips to help me realize that I am in fact going to set foot in Vikingland again soon! I’ve been going through my pictures, of May 2016 and…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
People are really on my case… Andrew first, though he still denies everything about the daisies, and now Sandy. She says some guy has been calling the office just saying “Mathilda?….” and hanging up when she offered to transfer the call. Twice, just two miserable times… Sandy is big on late night serial killer shows.…… Continue reading Stalk her…
Seeing a spider isn’t a problem. It becomes a problem when it disappears. – Unknown If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
As I can feel my thoughts painfully storming out, all night long. Oh! How my friend I long for you to carry me. Tomorrow, I’ll walk the earth alone once again invisible and unknown, so tonight won’t you carry me? All I ask, is for your kindest ear a moment from you dear, before…… Continue reading Carry me…
That’s kind of funny. I found out lately that I had what I would call “latent dreams”. I am in full throttle planin of my up coming trip to Vikingland. I mean, hard core making plans to have fun from day one to… let’s not talk about coming back just yet! Although I can give…… Continue reading Living a dream I didn’t know I had…
If you have a cat, you know all cats like their routine. If you don’t have a cat, well, take my word for it! Cats are living, fluffy clocks that eat and poo. Part of Miss Freja’s routine is to get a little plate of catmilk in the morning. It has to be served in…… Continue reading How to confuse a cat in two easy steps…
Music to my ears… You have no idea. When this lady came accross you on the sidewalk, and recognized you! I can still hear her… “Hello Mathilda…” Mathilda… How angelic. Mathilda, I couldn’t have picked a better name for you, myself. It fits you so well… Rare, romantic, soft, beautiful. My sweet Mathilda. I should…… Continue reading Stalk her…
There are always flowers, for those who want to see them… – Henri Matisse If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I am, weird. In many ways… Some that might come as a little endearing, and some not so much. A couple of months ago, I discovered I have been suffering from a cute little thing called misophonia. I just thought I was crazy, but it just seem my brain has a select sensitive sound syndrome.…… Continue reading I knew I was weird…
