A Lovely Day for Some Healthy Heartbreaking

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Had a smaller heart attack last night when the soft, sweet, lovely and energetic voice of the Kangaroo landed on my voicemail. Sigh sigh BIG sigh, how I looooove that voice. I just loooove his voice. And the way he expresses and his use of words. It's almost like I can smell him and feel his radiance and see his lovely shoulders and arms and smile. AAAAAARRGGHHHHHH.

Now, we are not exactly talking about any serious declarations of love. He just said he was back from his mother planet and would love to give me some tips for my forthcoming trip. Very long message, friendly and sweet and a little bit flirty, but of course in the innocent/cheeky Australian way. All I could do was to send him a text, thanking him for his message and that I would be back later this week. In the non-flirtly friendly Swedish way that I master so well.

And I will call him, or send him an email to get some tips. I would of course love to rather meet up with him and get all tips IRL, and see his smile and his arms and possibly smell him. But this might be a non-suitable exercise. My coach Miss Media made a point of this. Her standard tag line is: "don't create a soup out of pins" which is a Swedish expression for making things up that don't exist, hence be realistic and not naive. And even if even she was a bit surprised of this and thought it might be a step forward from his side, she assessed the risk of disappointment.

And I think you know me by now. I am not making any pin-soups. But it would be fantastic to see him. So, I have concluded, if I could choose ONE time to be a bit heart broken, it sure would be in December. With all the fun Christmas celebrations happening AND a trip to Sweden AND, yooddelalidoo, a 2,5 weeks trip to the Merry Ol' Land of OZ coming up, I feel untouchable.