Linda Ramone

Its June tomorrow, already? One can only wonder how it went so fast. It feels like this year I was spending what felt like an enternity and a day in snow and wind, and all of a sudden I just woke up one day, and it was summer. I'm not complaining, because it feels amazing, but when I walk outside with my pale skin and dark sircled-eyes, it feels like have been sleeping for like a year, maybe more. It feels like I somehow missed a year in my life, that or I just can't remember what I did. I may have spent days dreaming I was somewhere else, somehow I feel it scares me. But then again, if your dreams doesn't scare you, they're not big enough. Something, something. My love for cheesy sayings have been tilting over to become more somewhat a stupid obsession, but you know. I like pretending the world is more fairlytale-like than it actually is, because I can't stand the boring day to day life. I don't understand how anyone can.

I am going to keep rambling, just to test your patience.

Sitting on the bus on my way home today, the Syd Barrett -doppeltganger was sitting two rows in front of me, of course I almost fell of my seat because I am such a incompetent fool, but its the little things whtich brings joy in your square-grey life that keeps you going, right? Another tip whilst mingling amonst your fellow human beings, don't play Prokofiev on your iPod when sitting on the bus, unless you want to get unnecessary philosophical about everything and everyone. And I just realized I said yes to work both tomorrow and saturday, something I kind of regret now, but propably wont when the paycheck shows up. As I have told you before, its all about the everlasting battle, immedate pleasure vs. longterm satisfaction. Though I work a lot these days, I could have been spending more time keeping my longterm satisfaction at bay, not working too well as you might have grasped by now. Your patience have now been tested. I need a shower, see you all tomorrow.