For blue blue skies...
Yesterday I was watching the last episode of the 3rd season of Sex and the city, where Carrie gets woken up in the morning by roosters.
This morning, when I knew that I could happily sleep in, because I had to be at the uni only at 4pm, I got woken up by a fucking chainsaw!!! A worker was sawing (?) the asphalt under my window, fuck you very much! Now isn't it the best music to be woken up by! I even had to drag my ass out from under the blanket and go see what the fuck is going on!
*sigh*
On my way back home from work today I looked at the sky and saw no stars again. I'm under the same starless sky... Many Finns ask me if this darkness affects me somehow. I have read somewhere that there will be around 27 light hours in December. It doesn't affect me that much, I must say. Mostly it doesn't. If I don't start thinking that the last time I saw a glimpse of sun when it came out of clouds for a second, was a week ago, before getting in the train. And when I got off one stop later, it was all cloudy again. Or if I don't think that every time I look at the sky from my pillow at night, I don't see any stars or anything at all. Actually what I see reminds me of jelly. And now that I think of it, I can't describe its colour *looks at the window* No, I really can't. Though I assume that the sky is grey-ish white and it reflects the lights of the city. Now try to imagine the colour.
So yeah, otherwise it doesn't affect me. Not at all. I would feel just as lonely under a shining sun or a starry sky. Maybe even worse.
I might have not seen the sun for a week (and even more before that), I might have forgotten how the stars look, but what is worse... What is worse is that I haven't felt any warm and cosy emotions of 'like' or 'love' for a very long time already. That's what surely affects me. I have so much love for Finland, but sometimes I think that it has no love for me.
Just between you and I... you and me and the satellites... I forgive you...
This morning, when I knew that I could happily sleep in, because I had to be at the uni only at 4pm, I got woken up by a fucking chainsaw!!! A worker was sawing (?) the asphalt under my window, fuck you very much! Now isn't it the best music to be woken up by! I even had to drag my ass out from under the blanket and go see what the fuck is going on!
*sigh*
On my way back home from work today I looked at the sky and saw no stars again. I'm under the same starless sky... Many Finns ask me if this darkness affects me somehow. I have read somewhere that there will be around 27 light hours in December. It doesn't affect me that much, I must say. Mostly it doesn't. If I don't start thinking that the last time I saw a glimpse of sun when it came out of clouds for a second, was a week ago, before getting in the train. And when I got off one stop later, it was all cloudy again. Or if I don't think that every time I look at the sky from my pillow at night, I don't see any stars or anything at all. Actually what I see reminds me of jelly. And now that I think of it, I can't describe its colour *looks at the window* No, I really can't. Though I assume that the sky is grey-ish white and it reflects the lights of the city. Now try to imagine the colour.
So yeah, otherwise it doesn't affect me. Not at all. I would feel just as lonely under a shining sun or a starry sky. Maybe even worse.
I might have not seen the sun for a week (and even more before that), I might have forgotten how the stars look, but what is worse... What is worse is that I haven't felt any warm and cosy emotions of 'like' or 'love' for a very long time already. That's what surely affects me. I have so much love for Finland, but sometimes I think that it has no love for me.
Just between you and I... you and me and the satellites... I forgive you...