Gah.. I can't believe it..

I've done it again.. not writing :P

I'm still living at least and that's always a start.. from what I've heard.

It is vacation-time for me now, and I am enjoying every minute of it. Taking time to exercise, play the violin and piano, to draw and be with friends and family.

Some days ago I was sitting and drawing a tatto on my foot with a normal black pen (picture above =)) and remembered that I had some henna powder left from the trip to Marocco.

So I went out on the internet looking for the proper way to mix it, to get the paste, and not just mix it without actually knowing anything...

Found everything on a page (www.hennapage.com) which is really good =)

I mixed the paste, applied and waited..

... and got disappointed.

I hardly got any stain at all!

I couldn't understand why, cause even though I've had the henna for a long time, it had always given a good stain without even waiting for the dye release.. so what was the difference now?

I started to think of when I used it the last time. It must have been some years ago, but would that really matter?

It is a powder that you mix with lemon juice to make a paste... would it actually diminish even though it is in a plastic bag, dry and safe from sunshine inside my cupboard.

Sending a question to one of Canada's leading artist I got my answer on why it didn't work...

Henna is only fresh for 3 years stored that way..

not 11 years as I had had mine for =P

oh well.. I can have the paste as practice anyway =)

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Other my life is the same as usual.. working too much, not having much time for myself, not having time to do and learn all the things I want, etc etc... I guess that is what is called a working life right?

I've done some photographing, but I haven't uploaded much of the new photo's. The newest I put up is from May and can be seen on http://elithenia.deviantart.com

But you are most welcome to go in there and look through my gallery =)

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How come you feel the most lonely when you wake up in the middle of the night?

I don't know.

Maybe it is some animal instinct; that because we do not see very well in the dark we would like to have someone there to share our fear or cling to to feel that we are not all alone in this big unfriendly world.

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Why is this think called Love so difficult?

either you have a problem finding one guy... or you have them all after you,.. it is not like there is something in between...

What to do?