Angel Garden

Angels look over me

each night when I sleep.

I'm quite sure they do,

but they disappear

if I wake up at midnight

hoping to find them.

It's a beautiful night

tonight; and so I wish

to steal for my aching arms

one big hug of love.

So tonight I'm gonna fool them;

I'll sleep with a sneaky eye open!

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I wonder why I'm so irregular in blogging these days. Maybe because nothing much comes to my lazy head to write about. Anyway, nobody cares...so why should I?

I'm pretty happy tonight, after a lot of time and despite the fact that I've had a rather long day, and it's not for any one single reason. Just like that you know...sometimes you wanna smile, and tonight the weather is so wonderful anybody muct smile. So I celebrate the completion of my first full month in Sweden with a smile to warm up the coolness of the air and to brighten the stars in tonight's awesome night sky. There's music in the air too you know, and I've just returned from this cute slightly arty Swedish movie (with english subtitles) called "ånglagärd" (Garden of Angels).

Life is a lot about the way we look at it, right. Can I look at it somehow that makes it appear as a beautiful garden, with some thorns but never mind them, where angels play and even devils protect? I wonder...I should try though.

But right now I'm thinking of another super line...line of the week actually...perhaps it is a German saying, but only swedes and no Germans believed that.

It goes...Happy people have no histories...

mmm...What do you think?