8/17/11

They bring people together

Helsingissä 17. elokuuta 2011

Dear Kirsikka,

I woke up this morning and started feeling real guilty. So I need to write another letter tho it's not my turn. Yesterday I said I had nothing to say about the LOVE party. Ok, ok fine....I said that I had ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO SAY. Wow, I actually wrote that.

I was feeling blue and puzzled and I let it get in a way of things. Cause the thing is, I promised to tell a story about LOVE but didn't just because I wasn't in the right mood. That's not what the Peled Bros would do.





Let me tell you a story about these brothers, Oded and Asaf. They are one of the funniest people I know. Especially Oded. And that's not all there is to them. They are nice as hell (sounds weird, isn't hell supposed to be something completely opposite...) AND they do things. Really make things happen for them and everyone else around them. I know how much you too appreciate that.






They organized the party and do bunch of other cool stuff as well.  Like put one of our letters into the flyer and asked us to come and take pictures and be part of the fun. Next Saturday LOVE is gonna bring people together again, this time with the help of Aeroplane. Gotta LOVE that.





These photos are...well I'm gonna say it...piece of crap. I mean technically. But they do have something really nice in common. People in them are really happy. That's what the Peled Bros do.

THEY bring people together. Peace Out, Yo!

With Love, Em


8/16/11

P.S. You Rock My World

Helsingissä 16. elokuuta 2011

Dear Kirsikka,

I'm in my bed. It's raining. Or actually it's not but it looks like it's gonna rain again soon. I'm listening to Eels. And I admit it: I have a thing for moments like these. Summer is soon over. And it doesn't make me sad. It was one of the best. Ever.

I'm supposed to tell you about a party I attended on 23rd of July. LOVE. I took pictures there and listened to Sasha playing. But the thing is (at the moment) I have absolutely nothing to say about that night. So I'll just show you the photos. You can imagine what the story behind them would be.



People create stories and memories to match the moments in their lives. Often the stories are a bit more colorful than the reality. A bit more blue, a bit funnier, a bit more romantic.

There are a few that keep haunting me.


You were here last week. And I gotta tell you. You rock my world. I had so much fun with you.

There was this one moment when I didn't know what to say. It tore my heart but I couldn't find the right words. 

But I think I know you a lot better now. I understand the bits and pieces. And I like that. Thank you for the best wine moments of the summer.


Then there was a night at a pier. Or maybe it was more like a dock. Well anyhow. It was dark. And I listened to music with someone I really like. We drank tea and looked at the stars. And it was so peaceful. Sounds real corny I know. But the person is a bit corny in a really, really good way. Or at least a romantic. And I am too. If I could I would probably live in a romantic comedy.

I remember lying there not able to move. Or even breath for awhile. Cause I thought if I did the moment would be gone. And it sort of was. Because all we ever have are those little moments. And it always takes forever for another one to come by. And I sort of wonder if life is gonna go on and on like this. And what would happen if it did not go on and on like this? Would it become boring? Could the moments fall into pieces? Or should life go on just like it did before the moments ever even existed?


--I don't know where we're going
I don't know what we'll do

Laying in bed tonight I was thinking
And listening to all the dogs
And the sirens and the shots
And how a careful man tries
To dodge the bullets
While a happy man takes a walk

And maybe it is time to live--

Like I said: this is one of these days when I fall into the rabbit hole with my thoughts while listening to a good song. And I'm puzzled. And sure now you will be too.

With Love, Em

P.S. Your last two letters rocked my world as well.

quote: Eels - P.S. You Rock My World