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Hey there, I did not eat all the candies. And also I discovered that those crisps are wheat-free so my mum can eat them. :)
I had quite a positive day. I woke up from the dream where I gave birth to two daughters named Rabbit and Hare.
Then I went for a walk with her. It is hard to express how amazing that was. She really uplifts my life. She reminds me of importance of art. Also she makes me super jealous of her t-shirts. It surprises me every time how much we are alike. It is good to have friend like this. We finished the the walk in this cheap, lousy, suburban, discount mall where we bought shit-loads of candies without judging each other. And had dinner so different from our everyday lives there was no space for shame or regrets. It was one of the best feeling you can get from interpersonal thingies. We had the time, we had a good will to spend it together, we were bold and tried something not included in the common friendship package of normals, it was awesome.
The guy who lives at my place reminds me of my sick father more and more every day. I am so sure I lured this drama in my life because I was okay for a while and I am so used to deal with this kind of shit I just could not resist this tragedy. I would love to help this guy. Sincerely! But at the same time it makes me bleed. (Also I am so grateful it is not even more fucked-up by the fact we would have fucked together.)
I had a nice talk with my mum. We both wasted our days off. And we are both kinda looking forward to go to work again. It is different kind of drama. Less personal. Yay.
I feel like going to the mass tomorrow morning. To get different point of view for a sec. To slow down a bit. To... re-think where am I heading.
I am tired. (And I like how the form of these things is different every day.)
