Live

I have this kind of mood now when I wanna scream. Scream not like usually because of smth which makes me mad, but scream because it s so cool! Things which are so close to me, which r waiting to be created and done and to be lived. Which r already felt here. i m glad that these days I can be this way-not to be at home at nights, play strange Chineese games in the flat of Kopernik, drink sweet wine bottle by bottle, miss lections, visit Biennale, climb helicopters and roofs, dance all night, be with all these wonderfull people around me, cook, study, do yoga, flirt with my trainer and on and on. Book by book, film by film. I wish i would write of every of them.

There s no any clearness actually in my life now and that makes me feel free in going to home or bed when sun rose and all the people go to work, of changing my plans the way i want. Then I ll do it more particular and clear but now i love this mix of free joy.