Friday Fill-Ins #124



1. If we had no winter I would forever be stuck in my (fortunately light) spring and summer depression.

2. I can't stand those tourists whose favourite occupation is to stay in a perpetual astonishment.

3. If I had my life to live over, I would rather not - I want to see what's next!.

4. I'll be moving out of my place, moving into a friend's place with another friend's things and give these things to the latter as soon as possible to prevent any further nervous breakdown inside of four and twenty hours.

5. If you've never been thrilled to read a classic fairytale again, someone forgot to give you something important in your childhood..

6. To be interested in the changing seasons is to experience how a small death means a small life means a small death means a small life means a..

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to party party party as a newly homeless with a friend who just came back to Iceland to search for her mind she lost here last year, tomorrow my plans include visiting the Art Museum, buy and send a "Lost in Iceland" longsleeve to my mum and party again like a native and Sunday, I want to see the island Videy and get some last impressions of my soon-to-be former home, Reykjavík!

3 comments:

A Girl Named Me May 15, 2009 at 11:18 AM  

Regarding #4 and #7 . . . you're going to be BUSY!

xoxo

Life Scraps and Patches May 15, 2009 at 2:27 PM  

Good luck with your move. And enjoy the Art Museum.

shopannies May 15, 2009 at 6:36 PM  

love your answers I love your optimisim when you answer about your life and going forward

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Constantly changing places is inherent to my life. Books have always been steady friends which I could bump into wherever I was all over the world.
Stumbling upon Kaminer's German stories of "Die Reise nach Trulala" in Reykjavík's city library is as moving as meeting the Icelandic sagas in Boston's Borders.
To see a book again, that I've read thousands of kilometers away makes me smile "Hey I know you.." and shake hands by thumbing through it for a while.