completely lost my sense of time. Do my parents were here, in this or in that week or the Diploma I have been 5, 4 or 3 weeks, I was not at home a month and a half, the last day of school a week or two ... I do not know, time puts me in mind at all times, and sometimes sneaks through my fingers, yet graciously-slowly. Today
day collapse. The growing atmosphere of approaching the beginning of the end, constant fatigue, lack of willingness to do anything right, overstressing the earnest existentialism in "plague", an overflow of shame and overwhelmed by the grotesque in the orchestra, check with the primitive techniques of the twentieth century, a wave of funerals my friends face and finishing off the information, that the Ministry of Culture has funded advertising (advertising what?) with the slogan: "fuck off winter." Only today the sun was good, Chocolate Yogurt and assistance of some lady from a foreign country in order to find her wandering.
'll pass. A rest and go.
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