my raw side table/stool has arrived. the colour is nothing like i imagined. i expected a high-gloss, deep electric blue. it's more a dusty sky blue. almost what i had in mind, but still too lavender and 1992 for me to handle. it kind of reminds me of the acrylic matte paint used in elementary school. but the finish was good news because i was worried about having to sand something so... raw. now i can just paint, as soon as i decide on the right hue. oh, and find a paint shop.
the box it came in is big enough for me to climb and curl into, like a cat.
even though i haven't listened to music anymore, i still wake up with a song in my head most mornings. i dreamed that some occupant of this building was playing songs i knew and i sang along or played the tambourine... i don't remember what songs they were, or if they were real life music at all, only that one was a christmas carol.
the song that i woke with came back to me verse by verse, here and there, as i lay with closed eyes still under the covers, singing quietly to myself. i'm still not sure whose it is, even if the original was sung by a male or a female... but i know it by heart. i would be easy enough to look it up online but i don't want to.
...
liian nuorna nukkui lintu
lensi liion lyhyen
liian nuorna herkes laulu
hämärän kävi näkemähän
uinu lintu liinatonna
liinatonna, luvatonna
