Dear you, I spent the afternoon with this very dear friend of yours, I know you know who I mean. Before this week, I hadn’t met with her in twenty five years, but it felt like we had parted just yesterday. I didn’t know her that well back then. Not anywhere near as much…… Continue reading Too late a letter…
The rain flickered against the window pane. She lay naked in bed. How long had she been there? She had no idea. She rarely peeked at the clock, except on Thursdays, when her weekly groceries were to be delivered, and on Saturday mornings, of course. She didn’t need to count or keep track of…… Continue reading The hermit – part 4
A little while back, Trina asked for a little help. A child in nursery, in Stirling, UK, is playing a fun game with the kids, and I couldn’t resist participating. It is just too cute! In short, they made gingerbread men with the kids, and pretended that one of them escaped the nursery and ran…… Continue reading Run, run as fast as you can…
Hello Lovelies, This will be short. (I know, I know… I always say that, and it’s never really short in the end… But this time, it will be!) Seventh of an eight days stretch at work, and we received some exciting news, just this afternoon. One of my (fewer and fewer) co-workers will go…… Continue reading Merci, merci, merci!!
I know.. I know… There are a**holes everywhere on the planet. I am aware of that. There are a couple of those in Denmark too, but I have a feeling Danes will find a way to cure them, if they haven’t already! Ok, what is this all about, you might wonder? Well well well, my…… Continue reading Did I ever mention how awesome Danes are??
Christmas will have a Danish taste this year… And it starts tomorrow! *Excited like a little girl* Thank you, dear friend! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Dear you, Thank you for still being there. For staying in the shadows, but staying still… Neither our lives are easy. None is. But the presence of a good friend makes a difference, and I wish mine could make as big a difference as yours makes. It is a short note tonight, but not short…… Continue reading Dear You… Yeah, Again.
Dear Life… I am sorry. As one of the about 7 500 000 000 human beings living right now, I am sorry. I will not appologize for the about 7 499 999 999 others, just in case you decide to punish me for us all, but believe me, I don’t feel too proud to…… Continue reading Dear Life…
Dearest, Time sure has flown by since my last letter. The guys advised me to tell you we’ve been over busy, but I know you just wouldn’t buy it. And I don’t see the need to lie to you. Things have been crazy around here nonetheless, making me miss home a little more everyday. A…… Continue reading Letter to her…
She looked down on the piece of paper. Three simple words, just like I love you, and just the same, they said it all. Adding anything would lessen the pure meaning of the thought. And never before had she been so close to the definition of “sorry”. Funny, she thought, how similar to “love” it was.…… Continue reading I am sorry.
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