I’m awfully sorry. I’ve been a bad blogger lately. It’s just that I’ve felt like I’ve been stuck on the same page.
I could’ve written about my travels. Did that already, on the other blog. You can read here about my wonderful night in Paris a few weeks back.
I could’ve written about me cleaning Gerby and finding the 80s. I’ll just show you instead…
I could’ve written about my hair. I’ve cut the fringe three times since I went to Jussi’s.
And I could’ve written a whole book on me trying to wash my clothes yesterday.
But I’ve written about all of those things already. Time after time again.
I finally finished Shantaram, and I’ve been dying to write a post about that. You see, as I finally managed to move past that one page I always got stuck on before, I felt I finally managed to move on in my own life as well.
And this I just might write more about one fine day. But not today. Today I will clean out all winter clothes from my wardrobe and feel grateful for every single person who has crossed my path these last few weeks.
I’m sorry I didn’t see some of you earlier. I was too busy re-reading a previous chapter.