Κάτι έχει ο αέρας σήμερα.

Ένα σκοτεινό σοκάκι γεμάτο κακοφτιαγμένα γκράφιτι και σκουπίδια, σε κάποια φτωχογειτονιά στο κέντρο της πόλης. Ο τζάνκι που μόλις αγόρασε ένα σακουλάκι άσπρη σκόνη κι επειδή ήδη παρουσιάζει πρώτα σημάδια έλλειψης δεν κάνει τον κόπο να πάει μέχρι την επόμενη ημικαθαρή δημόσια τουαλέτα ή στο ετοιμόρρωπο διαμέρισμα που μοιράζεται με άλλα δυο πρεζάκια. Στρίβει λοιπόν στο προαναφερόμενο σοκάκι και βγάζει τα υλικά του: το σακουλάκι με την άσπρη σκόνη και το θρίψαλο καθρέπτη που κουβαλάει μαζί του γιατί για να σνιφάρεις χρειάζεσαι μια λοία επιφάνεια – επίσης χαρακώνεται με το γυαλί όποτε τον πιάνει κακή φάση και δεν αντέχει άλλο την πίκρα του αλκοόλ και της ζωης του. Τέλος πάντων, απλώνει τη σκόνη κατάλληλα και σκύβει για να τη σνιφάρει όταν ο αέρας, που στο σοκάκι δημιουργέι ένα συνεχές ρεύμα και κρατάει το σκιερό αυτό μέρος σε υποθερμικές θερμοκρασίες μέρα και νύχτα, φυσάει ένα ελάχιστο δυνατότερα, πιάνει την άσπρη σκόνη, την παρασύρει μαζί του και τη σκορπίζει στην βαριά από καυσαέρια ατμόσφαιρα της πόλης.

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: Μια  κυρία με το σκυλάκι της στο δρόμο. Ήταν καλά εκπαιδευμένο το σκυλάκι, κάθε φορά πριν περάσουν απέναντι η κυρία σταματούσε και το σκυλάκι καθόταν δίπλα της, μέχρι να αρχίσει εκέινη να περπατάει.

καύλα

καυλιάρης

καυλιάρα

Τι ωραίες λέξεις.  Όμορφες. Γεμάτες.

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: δέντρα. Άρχισε με ένα σσυγκεκριμένο που κοιτούσα χτες, κι έγινε γενική μου απορία. Γιατί ποτέ δεν παρατηρούμε πόσο γαμημένα όμορφα είναι τα δέντρα?

«Έναν άνθρωπο να συναντήσω και να μου χαμογελάσει από καρδιάς, να μου πει “είμαι καλά – όχι: υπέροχα! ” »

Κι εγώ να το παίξω κορώνα-γράμματα αν θα χαρώ μαζί του.   

Word of the day: creepy. Cause you can use it in so many contexts.

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: the blue bicycle outside my building: I couldn’t tell if the wind had blown it over again, or if it had never been picked up in the first place.

ready, set, ‘hungover’ post!

Okay, so I’m not really hungover, otherwise this post would start something like: ‘when I woke up this morning, I didn’t know where I was, or where my left sock had gone’. Luckily, I was fully aware of all my belongings’ positions, which means it’s not that bad. I have to leave in 10 minutes for university and – I just knocked over a glass…. I think I’ll just leave for now, with the classic hangover words:

ALCOHOL WHAT DO YOU DO TO MEEEEEEEEE noooo (which I would say if I was actually that hungover, which I’m not but it’s always fun saying them).

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Couldn’t let Christmas pass without at least one picture of a weird Christmas-tree ;)

Εντάξει Κολλητέ, που μου ήθελες και ράντομ ποστ;

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: the trucks going in and out and in again (that DOESN’T sound dirty at all, dudes) the driveway on the other side of the road. It is inexplicable (what a nice word!!!) to me what they want there, since it happens all the time, everyday. Seriously, if there’s something for free somebody should tell me.

Don’t keep rattlesnakes as pets!

Word of the day: KLAPSMÜHLE!

and Klapsmühlenfänger, because it sounds like Hundefänger. Yeah…. I think I shouldn’t sleep in the afternoons.

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: the florist said to water my little plant only once a week, but the soil in the (purple! :D) pot seems to be too dry like all the time. Apparently I’m not a plantkeeper; maybe I should get a cat instead…

Piece by piece

I ADORE PUZZLES. Always have. Always will.

I can still remember the old jigsaws I had when I was 2 years old – some kittens, a family camping, several Disney motives –  with few pieces in big sizes. I remember them because I loved them and played with them over an over again and when I grew bored, I tried to make them upside down. As the years passed the pieces became more, but smaller, and the motives more challenging. By now it is a tradition that every Christmas I get a puzzle which I can do over the holidays. Many of those hang on my walls now.

But why am I so obsessed (that word really describes it well, and I like it. It sounds nice: obsessed/obession! ) ? I don’t really know. All I do know is that it is kind of a nice feeling to link all those tiny pieces together to form a larger picture, and it makes me proud when I have to merely glance at a piece for a second and then know exatly where it belongs – and just as much to FINALLY find the right place for a piece that’s been bothering me for hours or even days. It is a challenge, a quest.

whatever you do, NEVER EVER chose a monochromatic backgound!!
Took me all summer to finish this one

I also like the pieces themselves. I love looking at them trying to find their detail; because in good puzzles, no two pieces are the same. It is fascinating to look at thei noses with different shapes and corners, or the mouths, some big and round and others square and tiny. And it just keeps going through my mind that in order to complete the puzzle you  have to touch each piece – and I really mean every single one of those 1000 little carton squares – at least once. For most of them ,it’s more than once, which means you get to recognize them, to know them like they have some form of character or something, until you’re somehow even sad when you find their place and they no longer matter. 

But most of all, while doing a puzzle is the perfect time to relax and to think. It is so comforting, soothing almost, to brush through the box with your fingers, trying to find anything interesting in the treasure chest. You can perfectly let your thoughtsdrift.

No matter what, someday I want to do a big jigsaw puzzle. And I mean a REALLY BIG ONE. Like 10.000 or something like that pieces, big enough to fill a whole wall when it’s finished.  All on my own I want to do it. Let’s hope I’ll find a big enough surface and a bag full of free time…

I can’t believe it’s already September. Summer’s as good as over and new countdowns are about to begin. It seems that life consosts of days left until something happens – one monthe till the exams, three days till a trip beegins, one week till it’s over, 20 days till it’s time to pack the suitcasees for good and so on… When did the clocks decide to tick faster?

Good news is, my summer so far was just AWESOME! Of course that’s no excuse to neglect my blog for so long, I am aware and terribly  sorry! 

Have a nice beginning of autumn everyone :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zqKZ_WIK5ms&fb_source=message

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: I was at the pool the other day, and while I was trying not to get drowned by my friend, I noticed a family walking by: the little boy was chattering happily and asking his dad about the depth of the water every few steps. ‘Can I still reach the bottom here? What about you dad? Not even Manuel Neuer (German goalkeeper)?” it made me laugh, because I used to measure depths the same way when I was little.

10 second lecture

Word of the day: Mistakes. Little stupid things everybody makes. We know they are mistakes, because we regret.

All mistakes have consequences. They are what we recognize mistakes by. And from them we learn what can happen if… How else would we learn anyway?

There are mistakes I’ve made. Plenty of things I did and wish I hadn’t. But one thing about all thesee I don’t regret: trying. Because who could tell me in advance that they would end up being mistakes? If I hadn’t gone for it, I’d still be wondering.

What if…?

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: I was at the bus stop waiting for my mom to come pick me up, but she was running late. She drives a red car. And while time was passing and passing and I waited full of anticipation for her to appear I realized: there is a damn lot of red cars on the road!

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