They had played, they had sung, they had danced, they had laughed, they had written letters on gilded paper, they had fought, they had drunken wine… they had loved and were loved.
But most importantly…
…they had lived.
You will not believe what I did this weekend…
I went out!!!
You heard me right. This Saturday, I was not sitting alone at home doing a jigsaw puzzle as usual. I´m in Paris for heaven´s sake!
I went to a fancy dress party outside of Paris with some friends. Spend the night before sowing my costume, which turned out to be great. My only mistake was to wear heels. There were pebbles everywhere and circus tents, but being a former ballerina I elegantly tip-toed over them. Yeah right.
It was great being surrounded by costumed people. Some took it really seriously to the point that some costumes seemed to be couture. But you will hate me, I was so aw struck that I only managed to take a few pictures… Maybe I can find some more on the internet later…
I would love to tell you exactly how the party was… but you never know who actually reads this blog…
Let me just tell you this: there was good music, there was booze, there was a lot of drama, fancy&nice people, I flirted (though I officially suck at it) and I had a weird/deep discussion with a drunkenm guy… so basically, it was everything a party should be.
Last night I went to bed early because I was exausted from work… particularly from one special person…
I lied down and all I wanted to do was sleep. But I couldn´t.
I couldn´t get all those emails out of my head, or her face, or her voice or different ways of torturing her (its fictional so I can think what I want, lol).
So there is me, rolling in my bed, trying to sleep… no chance.
My heart is racing, I´m nervous and I get this weird itch in my neck. Not good!
Suddenly I remember this film: Hook.
Do you remember? Robbin Williams plays a grown up Peter Pan and has to remember how to fly. Tinkerbell tells him to hold on on a happy thought.
So this is what I tried. I tried to let happy thoughts flush out the bad ones and finally… it´s actually hard work to allow happy thoughts… I drifted away.
In case you have similar problems of having happy thoughts when going to bed, let me help you out with mine:
One last message for the road:
Say YES more
Yes, my dear friends, the reason you haven’t heard from me in a while, is that I moved to Paris for a couple of month. Lucky me indeed. I am full of new impressions, new aquaintences and ideas, but I haven’t find my rythm yet, so everything is still a bit blur.
Anyway, I haven’t forgot to indulge myself
Well, I told you I was living in the Alps… and the reason you haven’t heard from me in a while is… I’m moving… again. Yes, I have been moving quite a lot this past few years but I managed to stay in Innsbruck for about 4 years now. So this past week I spend every minute working or saying goodbye to my dear friends… Quite an emotional week actually. I won’t tell you where I am going (I will tell you next week) but I will show you what I am leaving behind (even if it is only for 6 months…).
Hope you like it and maybe you might like to come and visit some time…
I am off packing my things
PS: I can’t really identify myself with the video, but at least you get an impression…