Guess what, I got a bouqet of roses. Actual long-stemmed, dark red roses. No card.
Secret admirer?
Super early Valentine's gift?
I have not the faintest.
Oh, and I nearly poked my eye out with a piece of decorative greenery just as I thought 'I am going to poke myself in the eye with one of these things, I will' and there....
Anyway, I lived.
And now I have a vase full of roses.
To be honest, I am not a fan of roses, especially not dark red ones, especially not the ones that do not smell.
But hey, it's a kind of gift-horse, right? So I won't. Look it in the mouth and all that.
Then again, it might just be one of my girl friends playing a joke on me.
So, no one's holding their breath in this flat, believe me.
All the things that I love best, all the thougths I put to rest in tiny beds of paper sheets with lines of blue and black and brown
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
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