It is almost the time of the year when people in my homeland start taking vacations because of the holidays. Nine days before xmas everything is a party. It is a time for prayers, alcoholic beverages, family pastry and fireworks. It used to be like that when I left. I don't miss it though, but I do have the feeling of a vacation coming soon. The party time I mean cause I am going nowhere. Still, I am waiting for it and while doing it I've been silently checking my stuff, in a very out of mind way. For example, I caught myself checking the colors of my clothes so intensenly. I've laugh a lot when that happens. May be I am going bipolar and there is not a secret that I have multiple personalities, but it is not the case this time. I do know what it is and that is why I laugh.
In the middle of this, in my solitude, when everything is just the yellow light from the alogen bulb of my floor lamp, I go back to my business with netflix. Venus, the british film from 2006, is in the envelope. "Sweet. Peter O'toole, some good acting. Lets have a joint". Like in my life, there are some face slapping. First two minutes: "it is so well writen". Love before you die. Love before everything. Love. Life. Some stuff resting in peace and a brand new day here.
