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this kind of #winter. real #winter, #snow everywhere. it started yesterday. I don’t know how long it will last – maybe a week, maybe two – I hope long. I’m writing this from my kitchen, like
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this kind of #winter. real #winter, #snow everywhere. it started yesterday. I don’t know how long it will last – maybe a week, maybe two – I hope long. I’m writing this from my kitchen, like
#pink. it came to me quietly. a few weeks ago. maybe months. hard to say. it started with my adidas #shoes – white, with pink details. at first I thought: ok, that’s a bit girly. but
i’ve just come #home. #christmas is done. not a trip, not really. just #christmas going. driving. staying somewhere that isn’t mine. with my #daughters at my #parents’ place – #christmas eve and the first day.
few days ago my parents bought a second fridge. and the second, separate freezer. and of course they’re not selling the old ones. they just keep everything, just in case. and every time I see
my #life in this little house, with all these tiny #rituals holding me together. it hits me especially on days like this, when I move through everything in sync with my #emotions… not fighting them, not
that moment when I touch the #mint growing in my #kitchen and my hands smell like it for the next few minutes. that fresh, sharp #mint scent… damn, it hits something good in me. it’s
another one of my #plants is dying, and it hits me harder than I want to admit. I know it’s “just a plant”, but for me it never feels like that. they’re my little
oh my god, it’s weekend. and it’s a free weekend for me. nobody’s coming, nobody’s waiting, and there’s nothing in my calendar that’s connected with anyone. so I can do