This blog has been asleep for a while. But I’m
gonna try to wake it up, just a bit, just as long as there’s something on my
mind I’d like to convey. Because this blog is dedicated to you, Kristian, and
it’s not like there’s nothing to say and it shouldn’t even look like it.
I haven’t read some of your recent posts but I
will from now on. And I will always try to give a comment on what you said.
Maybe it’s useless. Maybe it’s gonna be just talking without actually being
listened or read. But let’s say I need this. And it seems a lot of people do,
too. They feel they should say something. Because every time I read what you
write I feel like doing something, I want to say something even if it didn’t
make any sense to you in particular.
The last post you write, Steget fore kalla fakta, and also a few ones before made me wonder
“Who the hell is he?” because I realized I had no idea. This might not be
surprising to you. But the fact is, your face talks and your pure existence talks
and I didn’t realize things aren’t what they seem. I thought I had a sort of
idea of who you are but...
No, I have no idea. In fact, I don’t think I
personally know anyone like you. Your attitude towards your situation is
something which makes me wonder all the time. What would I do? No, I wouldn’t
be like you. That’s what I know. My life is different and so is my experience.
My hopes and expectations are not like yours.
Still, I care what’s happening to you, I wanna
know and I want it all for you. Why can’t you just have it? I believe you
deserve it. I believe it’s in you. To do things right. To have life and write
about it for the people who don’t.
You don’t really tell stories. Or at least not
simple ones. You create images of who you are. Like pictures. Like a music
video. It’s not a movie, it’s a feeling. I really like that.
You are also the kind of person who talks and
is silent at the same time. Like two people in one. Because you don’t say it
all. I couldn’t re-tell what you talk about in a few clear points. But you are
capable of saying strong things. Things that surprise me. Things I would never
tell to anyone. You say them. And remain a mystery in spite of that.
I am aware I probably wouldn’t agree with you
on most things. I know now that I will
probably never get the chance to talk to you in person and see for myself who
you are. But for now let me say I like you anyway and I want you to stay for
how long life’s gonna be liveable.
Katerina
