And from the ashes rose....

I was really suppose to write something good here today.. Something interesting. Something important. But as I started to press the keys something else came out. The words just came flowing... I don't quite know what it is yet, but I think it might be the beginning of a short story. It's been such a long time since I wrote in that particular way I'd almost forgotten how great I am at it. And most important of all. How much I love it. I haven't written anything fictional since high school and let's face it, that was a few years ago.

Speaking of few years, there's a reunion party this week end. It is now ten years since the graduation from junior high. Time sure does fly. Anyhow, I'm not going. There's no way in hell they would ever get me to pay to have dinner with my classmates from those days. Actually I don't even think I'd go if they paid me. I was however thinking about going out. Well, we'll see. If I can meet up with Marie after her dinner with work, I might. I could use a girls' night out, and God knows she could too. I told her we could go man hunting, I think she misses someone. We all do sooner or later. It's just human nature. But then there's the issue to find "the one". When you think about it, how big are the odds really to find someone you love, that actually loves you back. Equally. Yet all around there seem to be all these happy couples. Sometimes I envy them and simetimes I don't. Love often comes with suffering. Maybe I've become scared... Or maybe... I already know I have a real hard time falling in love. It's something that hasn't happened too many times in my life and I'm guessing it'll take one hell of guy to make me fall in love again. Or should I say make me dare to fall in love again. Love is truly a give and take sort of game and you have to be able to bet some to win some. But how do you know? Since I've obviously not met the right man yet, how will I recognize him? Or maybe when you find him, you just know. Like there's a glow. A glow in his eyes. And what about the love that grows on you? Like an old friend that you suddenly see in a whole new light one day. Is it the same? Do they see the glow too? I think they do. Are there people who live their whole life alone and yet never miss the company of a partner? Do people work that way? People are herd animals, right!? I guess only time will tell. But it tears you up, doesn't it, when you seen people in pain and agony because of love or just simply the mear absense of it. We all see love as a beautiful thing, it's suppose to represent something pure. It also has a backside. Jealousy, revenge, unfaithfulness... But enough about that, we all have our own experiences and in the end that's really all that matters to us personally.

I watched the news today. Yet another fire in Rosengård... Everyday it seems, there's a new one. I don't get it. The police and F.D shows up, tries to control the situation, fails, retreats and the next day it the sam all over. Noone ever think about striking up a conversation?? Try to work something out?? Naaaaah... Let's do this a little bit longer, just enough time to ruin all the pretty cars in the neighbourhood. Don't the politicians relize that they're protesting against something? And don't the F-ing kids understand that they're not only destroying their home and their credibility, but also causing the entire country something? The damage repair falls on all tax payers in this country, themselves included. Vandalism never brings about anything good.

I was invited to Kerstin this Monday. It was so nice to see her home, meet her husband (who b.t.w. is awesome), have a chat outside of work. She is so easy to be near. So easy to talk to. And Berra, her hubbie, is the same! We had a walk with her dogs in the swamp-woods, had dinner and then for desert as we were sitting chatting in the livingroom, a yummy rhubarb pie! It was a really nice evening, hope there are many to come!

Tomorrow Marie is coming. I'm so happy I finally get to see my little sweetie. I have to say I agree with what she said the last time we spoke.. Our friendship only grows better and stronger by the years. So tomorrow I'll make some dinner and we'll talk all night long.

Now, I see my it's way past my "bed-of-needles-time" so... On goes the meditaion music and down on the needles go I! Nighty night!