I'm stuck on trying to write a spoonerism poem, which kept me from writing over the weekend.
In any case, I'm feeling wistful and nostalgic. This often happens to me and there are a lot of paths to it. A common one, which I traveled down today, involves me making a big life decision which in turn makes me worry and to calm myself I remind myself about how life and all this is just a dream. This wide scope extends backwards in time and memories pop up.
The particular memory I have now. I am 21, studying for the 2007 summer in oulu finland. Since it's summer the sun hardly sets and we stay out all night drinking and having fun. Near our apartments is a lake and at like 2am three of us go skinny dipping as the sky is orange and purple. It's me, Marina from Russia and Anna from Germany. I'm a straight guy, Marina is probably bi-ish, and Anna is gay. Me and Anna have been sorta jokingly competing for the affections of Marina and we're all drunkenly teasing and pulling at each other in the water. We knew what we were doing, all three of us would succeed in the end, but none of us knew that yet
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