the Return

And once again, I'm back!

These past few months have just been a string of leavings and returnings.
And so I have once again returned from Finland.

My stay with A. was super peaceful.
We did some rowing (I have a blister hole in my hand to prove it), spent a lot of sauna time, had some excellent food cooked by her parents, points to a marvellous stake a la Father, did some talking, a lot of board-gaming, face-masking, sunning, reading, tea-drinking, plenty of sleeping and so forth.
In one word: summering.

Sadly I have absolutely no photos.

So yes, I've no returned to Tallinn with a head full of thoughts, that need to be organised.
Pronto.

And I'm also planning to go back to Finland again, next week.

Summer-time.
M.

as soon as

First of all, can I just say, how ecstatic I am that I have time to blog.
This started out a long time ago as just a one-post-every-few-months. A few of us left the country, either to study somewhere else, or for a year abroad, and the easiest thing to keep a finger on the pulse with all these now-international friends was blogs.
And then when I ran into a tricky patch I stopped completely. It cracks me up, seriously. There are like, 6-7 month holes in my blogging, back in the day. This seems so silly now.
I think I stopped because I was too tired or too sad to post "all the happy things". I mean, what? Why should I be impressing anyone with this anyway? Seems so silly.
So therefore I now use this space to think out loud. I like being alone, thinking on my own, and this is a superb way of recording this process.

So therefore, I'm so pleased about this.
Thank you for reading. I hope I don't pour too much develop-and-grow-in-yourself stuff on you.

Back to the post.

As soon as summer comes, and I will visit A. in STHLM, or when she's in HEL on her island, THIS is happening.
And oh my oh my, I'm already looking forward to it.
As soon as I get my ass over the January line it feels like spring is creeping (for me). And if spring is creeping, I start making summer plans.
And this is one of them.

Rowing boats. Why do I love thee so.
M.