Lendan, lendan kasvõi ...ümber lambi...tralalalaa!

Oijessas....hahahahaaaa....uhuhuuu. Ei saanud mina aru millest mu pea ringi käib ja nii pilves tunne on. Istun, koon ja lõkerdan niisama diivanil, nii hea on olla, huhuu, hahaa, hehee. Siis langes pilk lauale ja kinnisele uksele. Nomuidugi, jaaaaa, hüatsindid, mis vanaema eila saatis Viljandist! Roosad. Sellepärast on mul seest ka nii roosa. Hakkas tulema tunne peale, et nüüd lähen teen ühe tiiru...ümber kroonlühtri. Ainult korraks. Nagu ööliblikas Björki videos. Aga läksin ja...tegin hoopis ukse lahti. Huhuu, hahaa. Ja siis toodi lõhnanartsisse ka veel. Oijessasküll.


Ohdearme. I did not understand why my head spins around, round.... such a cloudy feeling. Sit, knit, giggle on the sofa, very nice feeling. Then my glance stopped on the table...and the flowers ...Hyacinth....of course, and the door is closed. Granny sent them yesterday. Pink. Thats why I feel so...pink. I got the feeling I´ll now go on a journey around the light.... the lamp. Just for a second. Like a moth in a Björk video. But I went and...opened the door. And then they brought daffodils. Ohdearme.


Whoopiduuu!