05 avril 2008

Shoes make the woman

Some, if not really odd, strikingly constant phenomenon and correlated scheme has emerged before my eyes from the time I've been on the Suomenlinna Island. One wouldn't certainly be surprised if I assert that shoes affect one's behaviour (or maybe would?). Be it as it is, there seems to be a direct and perfectly proportional correlation between the elevation of a pair of shoes and my mental age. As my pair of high-heel high boots was resting at home, the right sole split in two - it seems also I maltreat somehow my shoes, as so far... [Lire la suite]
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02 avril 2008

A Year in Tampere moves to Helsinki

Here we are. I've been preparing the title of this entry for weeks, if not months, agog to get the definitive assurance I would get both work and accommodation, and thus fill the frightening gap between decision and realization. I've even been delaying the announcement a bit, just to delight myself of the tender suffering of anticipation. I will then work as trainee in the Helsinki office of Reuters, first news agency worldwide, from around mid-May to end of August. I will spend the summer in Finland, as I had decided, I will see... [Lire la suite]
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31 mars 2008

From the mothership and the fatherland

Everything is beyond words. I feel again a bit in pieces inside, very smoothly, very sweetly broken into a thousand pieces. A bit like those tears you are helpless not knowing what to make of. It all makes me speechless out of beauty, appeasement and - homecoming. The simpleness of Zoé's attachment, firmly grounded, her solid roots in the soil of her mother - her homesickness, my sickness to be at home, our reciprocal understanding and so diametrical opposition, reciprocal overwhelming view, and her final words: "Don't think... [Lire la suite]
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23 mars 2008

Light II

The magic is not lost. The Presence might have vanished but still half frozen hearts can beat. A lot of wonderful images - some now, more later. At last I begin to apprehend this cathedral. It is not to be taken a straight way. It is too big for that.           Pispala, to whom wouldn't know, is the now most expensive place to live in in Tampere. Formerly workers' housing, ancient wooden houses, painted of bright colours, have been saved and restored.           ... [Lire la suite]
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23 mars 2008

A Very Long Day (Part 2)

Other place, other time. Cold had struck the city after dusk, the temperature revolved around minus seven or eight as I was hasting toward Markus' place to have some drinks before the "alkoholiton keikka", as the website of Hellä was irately displaying, of Secrets of the Moon - other skin and other clothes, though not that much - dress an executive woman with a BM-shirt and leave the rest in place. I feel most of the time half-out-of-place anywhere.But I was very much looking forward to that gig - the second one ever with... [Lire la suite]
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20 mars 2008

A Very Long Day (Part 1)

A night no longer than three or four hours usually does not let augur any positive outcome for the following day, or so was my sentiment that morning, painfully dragging myself out of bed with a feeling of complete unpreparedness. Yet all papers were in order in my folder, and I was mentally prepared to such circumstances for long. The spare time margin was just sufficient to rush into the train two minutes before it leaves.I was surprised to understand parts of the discussion what the couple sitting behind me in the train was... [Lire la suite]
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17 mars 2008

Hyvää matkaa

It seems that each time brings me back more and more disorientated, and journeys have to reach an end and circles have to round off prior to any explanation; I'm standing agitated and unable to put down my stuff, run by this tremendous sense of emergency, deeply and smoothly shattered each time more delightfully and however withdrawing always further into inland and cryptic regions. These times are run by too many things, brutal changes of direction; light and daytime dramatically match with the standards I've always known thus far;... [Lire la suite]
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08 mars 2008

Good news

The slight itching from behind consciousness which accompanies the inadequacy between craved and actual realities grew as the gap between the two widened, bringing profound unease as ends get derisory in regard of absurd means. At last, I got an answer. Nothing is done, practically. I'm gonna have an interview in Helsinki in two weeks. But it is no longer time for grief and toil, for privation and self-denial; I want spring and more snow, I want to wander near the lakes around here and sleep for centuries, enjoy the colour of... [Lire la suite]
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04 mars 2008

One step closer and two steps back

It happened to this month of February, regardless of its actual shortness, what generally happens to very busy times: they're gone off in a blink of the eye, as not letting you noticing it, and however as you turn back your look onto it, such a pile of things has accumulated behind your back that you can't see its other end any longer. One month gone, and one month less to stride the brightest path. I wonder what would happen if time was not enough to close up the cycle. I have to take with me enough light and air, all that is needed.... [Lire la suite]
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28 février 2008

Just Drifting (For S.)

What can my little, so little words, so methodical and trifling, against yours which I viewed appearing with always growing dread, slowly cracking down my spine, yours so cold and terrifyingly  dispassionate? I tried to handle it bit by bit but you were already wishing not to be there, it seems. I calmed down my resentment; you had so unfair words to me I wished I could hit you. Do you think then you wouldn't matter? How about me? Do you really think I don't need you as you say you need me?All that remind your words is the cold... [Lire la suite]
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