thursday’s child.

it’s been a long time since i remember crying on my birthday, but this time i did. the loneliness that had accumulated inside me, all came out at once. it’s hard to tell why i felt lonely. for a moment i probably just wished to be home with my friends, the people i love and like. the long baltic winter takes its toll, i can’t wait to be outside, down at the jyvesjärvi watching the sun barely set.

i believe.