So.
It is done.
I feel like I'm living in the set of a spoof Ingmar Bergman film
Everything feels so alien.
So strange.
Where is all the stuff?
It is gone.
Like the wind.
Small Dog looks at us beseechingly.
To no avail.
It is gone.
As we all will be.............in time.
PS.... it IS a vin kväll. God natt mina lovelies.
PPS.... * Är det bara jag eller är Sigfried verkligen passar *
* hint.... use Google translate.
2 comments:
Don't need to translate with google...speak Swedish ! < nah!>
BTW.... I'm back and minus me bits....and surprisingly well. Sx
Good to hear that you're back home and well on the road to recovery Sue.
Take care and don't overdo things though....
Sx
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