last night, instead of wolf parade, i felt more like spending some QT with my momma.
we watched the talented mr. ripley, which we both love, as a kick-off to our movie marathon stretching over the next week.
10 days until my work starts...back to the real world then. i can feel a big weight on my shoulders already. even though it's probably ridiculous to think this way. it's just not something i want right now. la vie bohème is.
today has been wonderful. i have no excuses when i tell you that i once again ended up in stupido. hah, nice try, elena. the good news is that gemini is finally mine, i've been longing for the vinyl for long and today my patience was rewarded. wohoo!
everytime i go to stupido, i remember why it is my favorite record store in helsinki. everyone working there is so great. i always leave the store with the biggest smile on my face. ♥ the loveliest bank lady i chatted with for long. i don't really enjoy going to the bank; i get anxious because of all the waiting and am always kind of confused with everything but today this sweet young lady tried to sort out the problems with my credit card and we started talking about music and buying vinyls and cool record stores in london. how nice! ♥ excitement and inspiration are tickling my tummy! ♥ the night of the arts is tonight but i'm not really sure if i'm going. i was looking forward to it but now i'm so tired that curling up to the sofa sounds so much more tempting. ♥ fall. everything. ♥ this:
ooooh. i just want to cry because of sufjan's awesomeness.
an epic three day party weekend behind, yeah! great music and good vibes - that was flow.
life tends to surprise us every once in a while forcing us to change our plans and weight our expectations. i have to be grateful i'm right here right now, i thought, watching the stars outside the tent stage. i'll never know what could have happened, but why should i?
+Anyone who understands how standing in a crowd of sweaty people, elbow to elbow, screaming along to the words embedded in your heart, can give you the most happiness ever needed and someone who knows it's okay to love something maybe a little too much, as long as it's real to you. -Anonymous
still, letting go is hard for me. i especially don't like goodbyes.
a year ago i found myself standing on the escalator, turning for the last look behind and seeing a weak wave behind the glass doors of the security check.
i remember waving back.
and then i remember being back to finland again.
this is how the sunrise looked that morning, somewhere above iceland.
