_{She talks}

I have found my self back creeping over wires.
Cutting out a tiny place just for me in cyberland.
If you know me now it's fast, if you knew me then it's slow.

Oh. So. Slow.

Real life spins, and I'm still keeping it tucked in.
The people I stumble over in Edmonton are awesome, it's like Greece slowed down,
it's like Germany with less intensity but more people, it's Switzerland with just less.

I wake up not always knowing where I am.

Thinking about a new tattoo.

While Edmonton is shiny, and the temperature is spiking it's not warm, it's not always soft,
it's almost never kind. I think it's horribly sad that as I find ways to fall back in love with deviantart they have a big party with out me.

I had a return ticket to England. The plane left last week and yet I'm still here.
I'm not sure if this means I'm growing up, done running for the moment or ...


Who knows, Edmonton is for the now - the world I can have later.

I keep picking happy. I'm day dreaming about new inks.
I keep looking for strangers.

- Love,

Katrine x


_{and the room just thinks she's spinning}