så åt me lunsj på favorittbakeriet (ps: er ikkje mitt nye telefondeksel fint?), og tok oss heimover, der eg fikk telefonen om at mormor var gått bort og resten av kvelden gjekk med til å prøva å holda hovudet oppe.
my saturday last week, we went to the market and had a lot of meringue. when we went home, i got the call that my grandmother had passed away. the rest of the evening was me trying to keep my head up, we did some sparklers in the park, watched a woody allen-film on an air mattress and talked about love and life.