Yeey! Another Sunday with cake. And I bought flowers. It is sometimes nice to give a present with no reason. And feeling is also nice. Another week had passed and I feel like I can do everything. Even with force I can’t make myself feel bad. Ok, why should I do that.
But tonight I was going by buses. And I usually think how it would feel if I would get in an accident. If bus would go off the road or off the bridge. How fast I would react, what I would do. And I realized that winter is nice time. Because there is not that painful dusk before night and before morning. Night is darker and longer and more strict. Morning is not spoiled by the light at 5 AM and we can feel mystic of the night already at 5 PM. Magic of the night is much longer. And that is great.