2008-11-24

Mary and me, Part 5

Sleepless in Helsinki

Walked some snowy streets of Helsinki at night when I couldn't get to sleep. I'll feel tired tomorrow. I hope my rhythm ain't gone too badly.

Radio gives me good company. Coffee and cigarettes satisfaction. I'm missing her. It is now twenty to five in the morning and it was yesterday about seven pm when I last saw her. That makes less than ten hours and I miss her so. I hope she is sleeping well. Nice dreams, my darling! And good morning whenever you wake up.

Checked my calendar, it was the 24th of October, when I got her phone number and she got mine.

Start to feel now so exhausted and shaky, I can't even write too well any more. Classy text this must be. Gonna make some more coffee. Out of sugar, but luckily some milk left.

Great music now: Led Zeppelin, the Mothership is here. Just a minute ago a cover of Jimi Hendrix's 'And the wind cries Mary'. Could not get any better. The music, I mean, not me, definitely not me.

Five o'clock. Put some classical music on and the coffee machine is talking on the background. 3 more hours and day will start. Hope I can make it a whole Thursday without sleep. On Friday I will sleep. And Saturday it´s party time. Without alcohol of course.

2008-11-17

Mary and me, Part 4

Sleepy me

Have not told you yet about my 36th birthday, where she, Mary, was the only guest. The guest of honour so to speak. Well, it might be too intimate to tell. So you´ll have to wait. I´ll ask Mary first.

I hope I ain´t gonna hurt Mary in any way. Once, when we were supposed to go to Uspenski Cathedral, I didn´t go, nor did I answer her calls. She left some messages in my answering machine. I got back to her the next day. I was so ashamed.

I had been sleeping whole Saturday. My rhythm was gone for five days or more. She took my apology more than well. But still I think she was at least a bit hurt.

Sometimes my rhythm comes and goes. But I don´t mean to hurt anybody. Still I´ve done it several times in the past. When I was studying, when I was working. I think it is the way I am, sometimes.

I just counted the pages of my miniature silver-colored note book. 41 pages. Let´s see, that´ll make four stories for my blog. It has been good company for me on lots of lonely nights and days.

Lots of coffee drunk, some cigarettes smoked. I hope some of you, my readers, haven´t felt too bad about these stories. But still that´s just the way I am. Luckily it is a free blog.
So there will be no refund.

2008-11-10

Mary and me, Part 3

Winter time

It is winter, about two three degrees minus. Some snow on the ground. Drinking coffee at night and writing to you. Won´t tell about the birthday yet.

Thinking of you, Mary. I am sure you play the flute well. I think I would be fascinated by your play. You said you like Bach.

Haven't heard a note yet, although we've known each other for some time now. No hurry, no worry. I'm willing to wait ´till you are ready for it. Sometimes it is better to wait a while before the good will come. I´m sure it´ll be great.

About some music: I've been listening to Classic FM and Radio Helsinki about fifty-fifty lately. Now it is Helsinki time. They are playing fifties-sixties rock´n´roll. This song is played by Fatman Robinson Quintet: 'If you take my advice, don't drink. Don't drink.'

I've been without alcohol for about two years now. My engine is run by coffee. I think we could quit smoking together, if she agrees.
But coffee, well, that's another story.

2008-11-03

Mary and me, Part 2

2 pm

I am listening to Radio Helsinki. A man is singing: 'Don't walk away in silence.' She will be here at my place in about two hours, I hope. We´ve been seeing each other almost every day for some time now.

I've met her mother and she's met my father. Still I don't think we exactly know where we are going right now. Anyway I am more than happy that I have a good friend now. Who knows what the future will be like?

2 am

Nice day, yesterday. We watched a movie called Lost In Translation. Had some pastries with lots of coffee.

While lying on the bed, I wanted to hold her hand, hug her real tight and kiss her. But I didn´t make a pass yet.

Well next Saturday will be my 36th birthday and she will be the only guest. Who knows what will happen?

Yesterday I asked her permission to use these texts for my blog. I don't have an idea how readers will feel about it. Thanks to her we might find it out.

I really do hope these short stories will never end...

It is 3 am and I would like to be in touch with her. Maybe I'll just make some coffee and stay up the rest of the night.

Tomorrow will be another Helsinki Café day for me. I think I'll take these texts with me. Let´s see what happens. Today, I mean.