"My legs are not skinny as sticks"
21:34 & 22.08.02
So he doesn't like me being upset with him. [Vi har inngått vårt første kompromiss. Han er gretten og jeg er følsom.] In spite of all these problems, I find it fascinating to get to know him. I feel relieved that I don't have to end it with him, that this is not a self - destructive thing.
I am painting the kitchen light toscana. Now I see all the things we should paint or clean or just fix. Perhaps it will be my never ending project. I am tired now, though.
Two "politicians" are discussing right beside me. They have all these "great" thoughts, these philosophies about what "we want to hear". How one dimensional they are.
Slowly, I am finding strength inside myself. Slowly, I produce thoughts worth airing. - Like I used to do. My mum has stopped saying that "people always listen to you", "you have a special gift with words". And I feel all that anger laying inside me somewhere - that has been gone so long.