The mood is jumping. Up'n'down, up'n'down, up'n'down, up'n'down. Many times a day. A crash from one side is compensated by a good smile from another side and then from the third side a big wave of problems are coming over and then from the forth side somebody is passing a towel... During a day just so many different emotions, different moments that it seems the morning was already centuries ago. That's how Dr Murks gets old. He was born in the morning after a messy dream and lyes to rest in the evening to born again the next day. One life and one day. Tomorrow will be different than today and and today is different from yesterday.
Bul-bul-bul-bul-bul-bul-bul-bul, as Sveta sometimes says...
Tomorrow, for example, Dr Murks will born as a confident, patient and sharp sighted moderator for the series of group-interviews he has been preparing for several days. Few would recognize that this is just the good, lazy and a bit shy Dr Murks.
Bul-bul-bul-bul-bul-bul-bul-bul, as Sveta sometimes says...
Tomorrow, for example, Dr Murks will born as a confident, patient and sharp sighted moderator for the series of group-interviews he has been preparing for several days. Few would recognize that this is just the good, lazy and a bit shy Dr Murks.
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Dr Murks, this makes you like all of us! I miss you!
"Like all of us!"?? Not really sure if it is the real thing to be.
But still, sometimes is really cool to bring the nose out of forest and look farer than the knitting needles :). To find out what the other people are hurry-scurrying for.
Again lazy-mood is taking over :).
I meant that the ups and downs are part of our daily rhythm.
A part of daily rhythm - really?
To be honest - I hate them, ups and downs. Hate to be so influenced by what the other people tell and how they approach. In this case I wish I could never take them just as a part of daily rhythm, never accept it... specially the downs.
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