The waste lands

"See the Turtle of Enormous Girth. On his shell he holds the Earth. His thought is slow, but always kind. He holds us all within his mind."

I don’t know about angels, but it’s fear that gives men wings.

I wanna get away
I wanna fly away
Yeah yeah yeah

My Best Friend’s Wedding

“I guess, in the end, things seldom work out exactly the way you expect. Other times, well, you’ve kind of sealed your own fate. Either way, you have to trust that whatever’s supposed to happen, will happen. Besides, somehow you always seem to end up with the person you’re meant to be with.”

I have to learn to play the banjo. And buy one.

I have to learn to play the banjo. And buy one.

My Butterfly

(today’s comedy quote)

Dr. Kelso: Do you think I got to be chief of medicine by being late?

Dr. Cox: No. You got there by back-stabbing and ass-kissing.

Dr. Kelso: Maybe so, but I started those things promptly at eight.

Evening talks.

When are we going for a coffee?

I actually would have some beer :D

Meh.

Wat. Meh - that’s all you have? Do you realise you are speaking to the man on the right? :D

I am going to finish The Stand soon. And I am thinking about reread it in the Uncut Edition.
There was a dark hilarity in his face, and perhaps in his heart, too, you would think—and you would be right. It was the face of a hatefully happy man, a face that radiated a horrible handsome warmth, a face to make water glasses shatter in the hands of tired truck-stop waitresses, to make small children crash their trikes into board fences and then run wailing to their mommies with stake-shaped splinters sticking out of their knees.

I am going to finish The Stand soon. And I am thinking about reread it in the Uncut Edition.

There was a dark hilarity in his face, and perhaps in his heart, too, you would think—and you would be right. It was the face of a hatefully happy man, a face that radiated a horrible handsome warmth, a face to make water glasses shatter in the hands of tired truck-stop waitresses, to make small children crash their trikes into board fences and then run wailing to their mommies with stake-shaped splinters sticking out of their knees.

But here’s the point: you might find out that thing you hate so much is the very same thing you miss when it´s gone.

This is not The Greatest Song in the World, no.
This is just a tribute.

My desires for music to listen keep changing every day.

Today I catched myself on meditating about the sound of heels knocking on  a pavement. I liked that sound. Brief, repeating sound. Sound of The Big Road.

I need my own Big Road. And I need friends to be with me.

Do I need a new life?Every time when I think, that it is easier for me to speak English (because my words sounds less stupid), I dream what would my life be if I escape. To go…somewhere else. Prague? Barcelona? Wibbly-wobbly Cardiff? Seattle?God, this world is so enourmous. I want to fly above the clouds.

Do I need a new life?

Every time when I think, that it is easier for me to speak English (because my words sounds less stupid), I dream what would my life be if I escape. To go…somewhere else. Prague? Barcelona? Wibbly-wobbly Cardiff? Seattle?

God, this world is so enourmous.

I want to fly above the clouds.

My Blind Date (#2)

I think one of the most universal human experiences is feeling alone. You’d never know, but there’s tons of people feeling the exact same way. Maybe because you’re feeling completely abandoned. Maybe you realised that you aren’t as self-sufficient as you thought. Maybe you know you should’ve handled something differently. Or maybe you aren’t as good as you thought you were. Either way, when you hit that low point, you have a choice. You can either wallow in self-pity or you can suck it up. It’s your call.

B.B.King

—Summer In The City

But at night it’s a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come on, come on and dance all night
Despite the heat it will be alright
89 years. 89. Years. And he still rocks this world.