Not so fat

Are you feeling fat?

That's what I've been greeted with this morning by a young woman handing out flyers to selected passer-byes.

As a matter of fact I was feeling fat, even though I knew I was in a perfectly healthy weight range. I was angry at this woman for assuming that someone of size 10 needed to lose weight.

Preying on women's insecurites is nothing new but never having been on the receiving end of it, I felt quite inadequate and couldn't stop thinking about it the whole day.

Of course inside I knew that I shouldn't have taken it personally. She might've been just desperate to hand out her advertisement for a new miracle technology that can melt weight in all the stubborn places.

Still, I couldn't help but get annoyed at how instead of promoting a healthy lifestyle, there were still companies trying to exploit women's low self-image.

I know I would've much preferred to be given an ad for a dance class than fat-sucking machine.

Unrecorded memories

I wish I kept a record of my life since I got married.

Creativity block

Sometimes I wish there was no internet or TV. Then I would have to do something creative to entertain myself, rather than mindlessly absorb creative entertainment.

Stringing my heart

In love with Alexander Rybak's songs. Never liked the sound of violin until I heard him play.

If You Were Gone
If you were gone the moon would lose its brightness
Without your smile the finch would sing no more
And once in a while some waves would sigh with sadness
Remembering two lovers walking by the shore

If you were gone the days would all be pointless
And in the night I'd sing the song so blue
A song about spring and every happy moment
When I had all the time alone with you

But you're right here and nothing could be better
So take my hand and stay with me 'till dawn
And while the wind is playing with your sweater
I can't imagine life if you were gone...

If you were gone the world would lose its meaning
Without your love how could I smile again
And though the sun would always keep on shining
I'd never shine without my dearest friend

I wish...

If I had a magic wand, after wishing for infinite more wishes, I'd wish for all the clothes to iron themselves so I wouldn't have a growing mountain of them on top of the washing machine every week.

Heart waves

In a bubble of emotions
Blurred by overwhelmed senses
Can't focus
Can't think in a straight line

Will the windows of my heart clear up?
Will I see clearly again?
Or will the pink shadows
Wrapped around my mind
Remain unmoved forever