Wednesday, 27 March 2013

A moonlight run

I had the most fantastic run yesterday evening. I headed out just after sunset, bringing a headlight, but as it turned out I didn't need it. Instead I found my path illuminated by the moon. So I ran along the fields, with the stars above me, moonlight behind me, music in my ears and a gentle and fragrant spring wind around me. My feet were flying along without hurting, my heart was pumping without cramping, and my breath was flowing without my lungs giving up. Even after a very tiring day I felt like I had energy within me, and it made me feel strong and alive. It was an absolute joy, and when I got back home I couldn't help but just standing in the moonlight for a long while, arms outstretched and grinning like an idiot. I felt so happy, and I cannot wait to get out and run again.

I've been wanting to fall in love with running for over a year now, and at last I think I'm starting to do it. Absolutely, totally head over heels.

Love and running,

Wednesday, 20 March 2013

Strange dreams and strange weather

Tonight in my dream I saw a volcano erupt. My thoughts went something like this.
  1. Wait a minute, I'm not in Iceland, am I?
  2. Wow, this is totally awesome!
  3. Oh shit, there are flying rocks and lava and stuff, I better run!
And I pulled up my cloak over my head, and ran. Managed to save my friends and family from the catastrophe as well. Looked back just to see if the volcano was still there. It was, and it was beautiful. Who would have guessed that one of the tallest mountains in Sweden was in fact a slumbering volcano, just waiting to erupt?

When I woke up the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and more has been whirling around ever since. Ironic, yet somehow fitting, considering today is the vernal equinox and all. Ah, the wonders of nature.

Happy equinox!

Friday, 8 March 2013

Fight like a girl

It's eighth March, which means international women's day. This year we'll smash down the patriarchy once and for all! Get out, get angry, get involved. Fight like a girl! Who's with me?

There is no such thing as justice
All the best that we can hope for is revenge
A hostile takeover
An absolute rebellion to the end

I fight like a girl
I'll get my revenge on the world
Or at least forty-nine percent of the people in it

Love and feminism,

Monday, 4 March 2013

I can't keep it in

I crawl out from under my rock after a week of fever-dazed paralysis. Find a shining sun, spring winds in the air, most of my health back, and an exuberant happiness at life in my heart. If my lungs weren't still sore from all the coughing I would be running, skipping and dancing around all day, laughing like a moron. Now I did, but only for like half a minute (before fits of coughing overcame me), and probably got all kinds of strange looks in the process. But I couldn't care less.

Now I have the daunting task of catching up with a week's worth of missed work before me. Deadlines approaching and whatnot. But it doesn't even manage to put a dent in my good mood right now. I will sort it out little by little, and try not to stress about it. This monday is too splendid to waste on depressing thoughts. Yay, I'm alive!

You've got so much to say
Say what you mean
Mean what you think
And think anything
Why not?

Love and happiness,