I'm empty. Did I mention that I hate the days I come home very soon? Did I mention that I hate carrots not because of their taste? Did I mention that it still hurts to eat ice cream cones? Did I mention that I still have her number on my mobile phone? Did I mention that Halloween still feels a little strange? Did I mention that we were just about days to sing her happy birthday? that the next second november two thousand and ten she would be blowing fifteen candles? Did I ever, for a single second, mention I miss her more than words can tell?

Happy Early Birthday, Marta.

she.

I woke up the other day feeling I had to take a photo. I failed to make it though. My compact camera has been low, very low. It doesn't work. I managed to pick up my other compact camera. same problem. I reached out for my dad's fujifilm but it's gone. two brocken cameras and a lost one. I don't know what happened here, but I need to have my photo taken. now.





My calendar is inserting some nervosims and longing here. in my heart.


I've dreamed of her for a couple of months, maybe a year. And I'm finaly having her on christmas day. Dear Santa Claus, a happy early thankyou!

Inês

xx