The Dreamdayproject Back in Crime!

I committed my first crime when I was eight months old. I was on the first page of the local newspaper with the headline: "Krystallia, eight months old and already a criminal!" (Yes it is true!)

They let me go with a fine of something like 80SEK that time and I have tried to keep on the right side of the law ever since.* Until a couple of weeks ago...

What happened almost exactly two weeks ago was not a crime committed during any moment of confusion or adrenaline. It was all planned into detail. As a matter of fact, the more I had thought about it, the more sense it all made. This was in fact the perfect crime and I had no choice but to carry through with the plan.

I eventually involved my boyfriend in the plot as well as a visiting friend from the US and one late night the three of us were ready to strike. As the perfect criminal I am, I also convinced the guys to do the dirty work whereas I could take a step back and purely serve as the brain behind the crime.

It all went exactly as planned. There were some stressful seconds, a few worried looks around our shoulders, but suddenly we all turned ice-cold and got down to business. It was over in less than 10 seconds. There were a couple of witnesses to the scene further away in the park, but we managed to stay cool and after the short operation was over, we walked away with our loot in our hands as if nothing had happened. We came home, closed the door and took a deep breath.

Then came the part that you usually don´t hear so much about; the cleaning up, the removal of all traces and a few moments of remorse. But when we all looked at our acquisition it was all forgotten. We had indeed committed the perfect crime.

So let me introduce you to my first outlaw in our garden:



And if one day I would be caught by the Mexican police, this is what I would say on my defense:

"This tree was badly mistreated in the park where it used to be. I had seen it for weeks and it was always thirsty and sad. That cannot be a Dreamday for a tree, can it? I think it will be happier with me in my garden, that is why I did it." (And if they still would find me gulity, I guess I would just blame the guys...)

The tree looked a little rough at first but I am can now happily report that it is recovering amazingly quickly and every day it puts out new leaves.

* If I remember right (my memory of this crime is slighlty more blurry...) my birth had not been registered to the authorities in Greece. Nothing you would be put to prison for, but during my first eight months I was an outlaw.