confessions of a summer girl

i’ve been thinking… the thing is that i haven’t yet this autumn felt that total despair over the fact winter is coming. i’ve tried to. really. i have said all the usual stuff. i have tried to complain. but truth be told, i haven’t felt it. it’s weird, i know!

maybe it’s because i don’t need to worry this year. i don’t need to worry about a dying father, i don’t need to worry about a faulty roof at gerby, i don’t need to worry about finding a job. i don’t need to worry about anything. i’m finally there. it’s finally all about me me me… and by saying so, i realise that this may very well end in quite a different way. these might very well be some sort of famous last words that people will point out to me later on. if so, so be it. you never know what the future might bring…

anyway. last week i attended a work seminar up in vaasa. we had a very inspiring guest lecturer who repeatedly said (or rather shouted) it’s gonna be a great winter. it’s gonna be the best winter ever. why? because you decide so! and i thought to myself, exactly. that’s it. it IS going to be a great winter. and it will be an even better spring. because even in the midst of winter, far beneath the bitter snow…

 

and you know what, you don’t have to listen to the song if you think it’s too cheesy. but i think it’s beautiful.

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