Salty Air

I miss the salty air of Terschelling, the way I seem to be able to breathe and exhale more deeply. I miss the shifting light that keeps illuminating the world around me, to leave me standing in the dark only seconds later. But in my mind I keep rewinding images of the soft glowing grass and colors getting bright and sparkly. And while shadows pass, where seconds ago color and life vibrated, I still see beautiful glimpses of a world better then where I am standing right now. Knowing that it will come again, if I am patient, if I am awake and if I just breathe.

Sexy High Heels

Ok I admit it, I'm a woman and shoes, well they seem to have a kind of magnetic pull. Especially if they are Italian designer shoes, with sexy high heels and soft Italian leather...and well they only cost a quarter of their original prize. It's a bargain and who can resist a bargain...not me, that's for sure.

I love the way they make me look and feel, all sexy, womanly and oh so powerful...I feel like shouting: "Watch out world, here I come."

And to top it all off, I bought an outfit to go with it, that says "Hire me, I'm different, you want different, or just well.... do you want me, do you, do you... try and catch me, but wait a sec while I put on my trainers...:)." I have my first job-interview next Wednesday and I think I will leave an impression. Fingers crossed.

How to be Homesick at Home Sweet Home...

I am Home Sweet Home, but I still feel Homesick. I already miss the sweet, heady smell of Terschelling, the smiling eyes of good friends and the bubbly feeling that I belong to strole on that beautiful island. Everything seems to shine brighter there, the colors are more vibrant, happiness seems to come effortlessly with sand between my toes and wind playing with my hair. It was pure bliss and now it is over...but I am charged once again and ready for my life on the mainland. Whatever may happen during these next 12 months...I will be on that boat next year...standing on deck and breathing in the salty air full of promisses of new adventures and new people to meet...I just have to wait... And well waiting sets my heart on fire and my soul ablaze...next year...next year...you'll see.

Lucky Me...Oerol Fantasy

You have days that you can only thank God or the Universe or the whatever entity somewhere pulling the strings to this crazy thing called Life... Because once in a while you realize that you are surrounded by special en loving people. Yesterday (and today) I had such a revelation. I had left a message on the voicemail of a good friend of mine, that I wasn't gonna make it to Oerol this year, because I lost my job quite suddenly. And money...well that was a bit of a problem (what else is new). The darling mailed me the next morning (yesterday) and said "Well grab your toothbrush, you can come to Terschelling, all expences paid, your tent is waiting. Love miss E and mister H" I had to swallow hard at that one...wow, Wow, WOW! She and her partner have a artproject on the beach I really wanted to see and I had been looking forward to going to the island. Then dear Murphy paid me a visit, couldn't go and then to make it all better.... I unexpectedly jumped in the train, leapt in the boat and I was off to my most beloved place...setting sail to Oerol and meeting my wonderful friends. Life is strange, wonderful and full of unexpected bits of happiness. I'm starting to believe that if you really believe the sun is out there somewhere, a ray of light will always find you one way or another...

He's just not that into you

The last couple of weeks I've been sort of interested in a guy I have know for ages. It took me by surprise and at first I didn't know what to do with myself, because it was so sudden. Let's face it... I'm dead shy when it comes to men I like. And that's a bit of a problem, because I seem so outgoing most of the time. So when I turn to being cold and distant all of a sudden, most men think, I don't like them anymore... How strange...:) The guy in question...let's call him mister A, has a lot of women buzzing around him. I call them barracuda's, because of their predator nature. I find this cat and mouse game quite amusing, beats lifeTV anytime. But yesterday I got a taste of the flip side of this game...karma will always be karma.  So I was strolling around on one of his Bohemian parties, very determined to go for it. Surprise, surprise, I chickened out and secondly I got the strong impression he was avoiding me with a passion. Only to have me realize that now I'm the one with the hungry look in my eyes and I'm scaring him off big time...I have drifted into deeper waters and am no longer that harmless little tropical fish with the nice shiny colors, but the dangerous and vicious barracuda ready to eat him alive. And then I realized another thing...."Hé girl, he's just not that into you...." Ouch...so much for my fluffed up ego...

Murphy's Law

How strange last Friday was... My best friend moving and leaving an Ocean of space between us, me not going to Artacademy after all and then to top it of...my boss calling me at 4.30 pm that I don't have to bother to come to work next Tuesday...because I'm fired....what? Yes FIRED...my contract ends today and the bastard called me 30 minutes in advance to tell me I don't have a job anymore... I'm totally flabbergasted, but that's not all...we all got fired, he is 65 and just wants to quite. We aren't even close to bankrupted... What an egotistic thing to do. How the hell am I gonna find a job I love so much as this one in...let's say... 20 hours? Beats me. But what the h... the weather is beautiful, let's forget about it and just enjoy the sun for a while...damn.