Writing this I realize that yet another week has passed by and it’s crazy really. I remember writing here almost every day, at least every other day. And now it’s almost a week between the posts. Guessing that’s a good thing though as it means I’m occupied and also that I don’t have too many issues to write home about. Well apart from the fact that the weekends are far too short. As usual.

Been having a good week, both at work and at home. Talking to friends. Hanging out with friends. Working with an exciting project. Learning new stuff. ‘Tis nice. Weekend has been filled with friends and also work. Was invited to Lennart&Henriette Friday evening. They’re both very kind and I love their kids as well. Got to see his impressive new bike as well. Can’t wait for spring to come so we can ride our bikes again. Saturday me and Erik went to BorĂ¥s to help a friend out with moving mail servers. Not the most stimulating of jobs but it’s nice to help out and hopefully it pays well in the end.

Today I ran again for the first time in almost a month. The foot held up nicely but I have an odd sensation in it now so better be careful with running for the next week or so. Also had a head on collision with a big dog. Thankfully it went well for both of us. Spent the afternoon with Aigul just talking and having lunch. Was real nice. One of those persons I can talk lots with and I like how honest she is. We haven’t been running for a while so it was nice to catch up.

Now I’m going to head for bed. Or at least soon enough. Might watch something before doing so. I also want to share a thought before leaving. I thought about it the other day, been thinking about it for a while and also discussed it with some friends.

Don’t you think it’s funny that while it’s so natural for us to recognize a face, some faces get so dear to us that it feels like we can look at them for hours? You instantly know it’s the person when you see them, yet you can see photos of them and you see new features all the time. And you can secretly stare at them and find new things, new lines and new features to admire every single time. It’s like you never fully get to know what the look like.

While thinking about it I particularly remembered that my ex sometimes looked at me, not in my eyes but more like at my facial features, and then several seconds later just looked me in the eyes and smiled, so genuinely and so content. Like she’d seen something she really liked. Yet we knew each other really well obviously and it’s not like she saw my face for the first time. I don’t want to indulge in self flattery but it’s more like it goes to show that I’m not the only one thinking this way probably. It’s like… when you really like someone you can spend hours just looking at them. You never tire of their appearance. I think this is one of those things in life that you really want to experience, and to experience that mutually. I’ve had a feeling slightly like that recently and while it’s not mutual it’s kind of cool to experience. Makes you feel alive. Hope you get to experience that as well sometime, or maybe you already have.

Now. Good night~~~