I can’t…

Here is what’s on my mind right now:

I miss Sofie.
I’m sick.
I have a dentist appointment on tuesday.
Sofie will be back home tomorrow morning.
I’m so grateful that I don’t have a boyfriend.
I’m even more grateful for my many, awesomelicious friends.
How am I supposed to be able to write anything when I’m feeling this empty and all run out of intelligent phrases?

I feel like there’s an abundance of ideas and thoughts and creativity dancing around in my brain, but I can’t get control of them. They live their own lives – they are free. I think that’s why I feel so free as well. We are not what we eat, we are what we think. And I think free thoughts. But unfortunately, that also means there is no way for me to get those thoughts down on paper (or computer). Luckily, I’ve gotten used to this. I have learned that I have to wait for them to calm down before I can try sorting everything out. And in the meantime, my head is a free, happy chaos.

is PUS. Or kitteh, if you like. He is fluffy, and strange and makes people feel sort of happy. He’s got the weirdest sense of humour, and he’s from Bergen. I don’t think I know anyone that’s quite like PUS. Except perhaps Andreas, somehow.ANDYPANDY

is Andreas. He doesn’t always wear boxing gloves. And just like PUS, he also makes people happy. Even though he’s often pessimistic and rarely enthusiastic. He sometimes fakes enthusiasm, though. Because I tell him to.

These two are awesome creatures. I don’t think I say that enough.
On the other hand, their egos are big enough as it is.


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