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PASSENGER: MS. ALIE DIJKSTRA

GOING OUT
From Eindhoven (EIN) to Milan (Bergamo) (BGY) Sat, 23May09

COMING BACK
From Milan (Bergamo) (BGY) to Eindhoven (EIN) Wed, 27May09

Babies, I'll be back home soon! Finally!

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Last night I dreamt I crocheted a text message.

My life in boxes for the millionth time. I threw away ninety percent of everything I collected throughout the years. Things desperately held on to in my neverending fear of forgetting. Forgetting anything at all. I'd never thought one last glance at all my memories would have been enough to get rid of it all ( Read more... )

We're painting everything white.

Including his jeans.
Including my hands, which are red and painful from all the sanding and from the brief moment of madness in which I stabbed myself with a screw driver.
I much more master the arts of allen keys and socket wrenches.

Tonight I'll have my first guests in the white house: Babies & Babies, yeah!

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