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Goodbyes, Memories, Nostalgia

Less than 15 days.  That’s all I have to say…

Quoted from a magnificent sir who wrote this less than 15 days ago.

So here I am less than 15 days later. Everything that was supposed to happen has happened.  The bad part of creating so many memories is having to deal with the nostalgia and sadness that comes afterwards.

Today I left behind 23 people who I grew to love. Some were closer than others but I still treasure all of them.

I still can’t believe how fast time goes by. A couple of years from now I’ll find myself looking back and trying to make out if it was all true or if my brain is making some of it up (because it loves doing this). Maybe some of these memories will lose their value over time. Not that I want them to, but who knows what could happen in all the tomorrows that are to come.

I hate goodbyes so much. As I’m here typing this and everything just floods up my mind I’m just not sure if another tear will escape my eyes. It all happened so fast. Thoughts kept racing through my mind and didn’t stop to refuel. It was non stop bombing in my mind. I didn’t have time to process what was happening. No time to act like I wish I would’ve acted. And I just sit here thinking  of what I could’ve done.

The weather doesn’t help either. The day itself is depressed. Cloudy, rain, cold, not the smallest hint of light. I long for a friend to be here just to talk or just to simply fill up the empty space. The harder you try to stop the more you remember.

To quote Owl City’s Blog (Adam Young):

It wasn’t “goodbye forever” per se, but that didn’t matter because this was the sort of goodbye that produces dull, persistent, throbbing heartache, the kind that takes a long time to heal. It was the close of a long chapter of life, the kind of conclusion that keeps you awake for days, pacing the house with the lights out and the phone off. This particular sad farewell left a hole in my chest and a bittersweet taste in my mouth, as saying goodbye has a way of doing. It tasted like past romance, a bouquet of indelible memories laced with lost love and confused emotions, the flowery passion and affection of two starry-eyed dreamers, tangled up in the ribbons of a faded fairy tale.

That will be all for today. Now I’ll continue to think and remember. Battling with myself to keep all sad emotions away.

 : )



I’m a planner

Ideas and actions.

Planning and performing.

I have a very big  problem with these things. You know when you get these really good ideas at night and you think “I’m going to do this tomorrow” and then the morning comes and you just realize how stupid that idea was? Or at least you think its stupid. I’ve learned that when that happens to me no matter how stupid it might look later I should sill try because sometimes it will turn out to be a good decision. But sometimes this isn’t the case.

I’m a planner. I plan things, I over analyze. This is both a good thing and a bad thing. It’s good because you think of the consequences of your actions, therefore you normally choose he right thing to do. Or what you think is the best thing to do by your standards. But sometimes over thinking things can ruin everything. I plan things in my head, I visualize situations. But then when the moment of truth comes sometimes it doesn’t go as planned. Maybe you got nervous or some external factor you hadn’t though about interfered (You never think about everything that might happen).

Lately I’ve just been trying to restrain myself from thinking too much about something I have to do. I try not to plan things. Not exactly plan, just to go a little too far. It’s not easy but with enough mental discipline I’ll get it done. Like I said in a previous post, this is part of a personality I’ve developed myself.

No picture today since I don’t have my camera here.

: )


My favourite animal: Owls

I love owls because of their ghostly appearance. In my opinion, owls are one of the most beautiful creatures on this planet. Owls are also part of a lot of different cultures from around the world, including Greek and Roman Mythology, aswell as English Folklore.

 “Owls have been both feared and venerated, despised and admired, considered wise and foolish, and associated with witchcraft and medicine, the weather, birth and death.”

Owls are always surrounded  mystery and are often related to darkness. But to me, looking at owl pictures, videos, or even looking at them at the zoo just relaxes me and normally leaves me feeling warm and relieved.

But of all Owls, the Australian Masked Owl (a type of barn owl) is my favorite (closely followed by the Snowy Owl). Heres is a picture:

In case any doubt remains, that guy up there is an Australian Masked Owl.

Do you have a favorite animal? Tell us in the comments!

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