Just stealing the title of that great Devin Townsend song, sadly i’m not in a warmer or at least less dusty part of the world, thus i’ve caught cold and now i’m suffocating in dust. Damn these constructions town-wide, and those street-cleaners or whatever they’re called, who should clean all the sand from the roads so that we, more or less normal civilians won’t get a dust allergy if we didn’t have one yet, or won’t get asthma if we had (and sadly i have, but it’s more or less cured now). After school i went “shopping” with my mom, bought some neccessary things and some that weren’t so neccessary, but once they could’ve become. I’m preparing well for the american trip, but meanwhile i’m somewhat scared too. I have loads of things to do in this five days i’m at home, and if i’m going off to party on friday (which i plan to do), then i’ll have at least half a day less to work. And i still have a couple of articles and a couple thousand lines of code to write. I can’t risk taking too much work to america, as i have no idea how much free time will we have there… Still, i will have to…

Just to let you know, english tea is great even if you use honey instead of sugar. And it does more good to your cold. Once i’ll try adding whiskey too, just to see what effect it has. Maybe tomorrow.

Making yourself a mugful of hot english tea is always a good choice when you’re working and you’re feeling cold. And i shall be working now full power, all daylight hours all day whole week.

Thus came the recognition that i should’ve done loads of things today. Should’ve written at least four mail instead of two, should’ve written thousand lines of script code, should’ve confessed (yeah, that way), should’ve… stopped after that code thing. Well ok, this is likely all i will produce for now. Tomorrow i’m having my driving exam in traffic, please root for me. Now off back to the conceptual sea of the internet then reading Jonathan Livingston seagull.

Right now i was standing in front of the balcon door, staring outside into the darkness. I was drinking water, from a 1.5 litre pet bottle. I was standing only in shorts, as i’m heading now to the baths. Just so that you know my circumstances. Outside, the clouds’ edge were glittering with the sunshine, giving their dark silhouettes bright borders. And then, as i looked over towards the street, i saw a street light shimmering across the foliage of the bushes in front of the house. The real thing came after that: somehow i focused back to the glass of the door, thus realising that that light shone exactly where my eye’s reflection was on the glass. Just as if i were some otherworldly creature, in a human’s body. Or something like that. But it really felt demonic, my face transparently reflected by the glass and that light shining bright where my eye should’ve been. Who knows?

The long title covers nothing more than what it says. I think. On sunday i’ve been roaming in town and around town in the forests, just because i felt so. I took some pics, but i’m not quite much satisfied with them, so i’m not sure if i’ll ever post them online. Maybe once, when “day and dream unite and the end is near” (And then there was silence by Blind Guardian). It was a nice way to spend a day though – i got lost once in the forest, or at least, i knew that going further would surely cause that, i drank a really interesting cafe and ice-cream mixture at the best place in town, and went to the top of the world – well, at least, the top of the town, or something like that. I think i learned a lot that day, too bad i’ve already forgotten what i’d learnt, or just i can’t remember it.

And what will come on the day after tomorrow? I’m going to buy the books for my very last compulsory school term. Interesting, i wonder how it’ll feel. Will write about it for sure.