27 January, 2008
it's strange to walk on the street
and feel the wind blowing through your hair
and putting healthy colour to your cheeks at the end of january
and hear birds sings at the end of january
and see grass getting greener at the end of january
today i saw ::stranger than fiction:: and my writer obsession appeared again. i was thinking how difficult is to write a novel and i finished first book of my diary.
i was invited on concert tonight ::made by the fire::
i am in bad mood... thanks to silly think... rules of crapshooting...
due this depression is my presence on the concert uncertain...
but i'll go there anyway