So nice
to be home
after a lot of driving
and meeting
and seeing places
and friends
and managing
the kids
and
their
needs
Nice to be
home
with
my
sweetheart...
Murks is traveling in kairo-topo sense of time-space. At times there could be pages of hyperbolic reflections and impressions of the habitated activities... At times there is nothing to say...
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Unpleasant
Sometimes
I have to have
unpleasant
calls.
Talk about
unpleasant things.
They are
unpleasant
because
I do not feel
confident
I have to say
something that
I know
is not pleasant to hear
for the person
I am
talking to
I do not like
during people down.
Even if I know
I need
to stand for myself
and be
confident
And then I get
this silly voice.
That is like
I want to smear
jam on the talk
I am about to
have.
Or then
I laugh
silly
between
the talk.
I should be
more
aware how silly
I might sound.
It does not make
the conversation better
rather much worse.
I know.
I have to learn.
To be better
more confident
more concrete
and not let
anyone
to step on
my feet.
I have to have
unpleasant
calls.
Talk about
unpleasant things.
They are
unpleasant
because
I do not feel
confident
I have to say
something that
I know
is not pleasant to hear
for the person
I am
talking to
I do not like
during people down.
Even if I know
I need
to stand for myself
and be
confident
And then I get
this silly voice.
That is like
I want to smear
jam on the talk
I am about to
have.
Or then
I laugh
silly
between
the talk.
I should be
more
aware how silly
I might sound.
It does not make
the conversation better
rather much worse.
I know.
I have to learn.
To be better
more confident
more concrete
and not let
anyone
to step on
my feet.
Friday, April 17, 2015
Spring
Spring is something
that
I missed
while living
in the North.
They do not have it!
There was winter and in
a week
There was summer
Leaving home in the morning and
by the evening the bushes were green.
But now.
I am enjoying it
Every second of it
Every day
Every Sun
Every rain
How the green spots on the branches
are just gradually
changing into leaves.
How the hares
on my evening-walk bath
are just gradually
getting darker fur.
How the days
are getting graduaally
warmer
longer
brighter.
I love it!
that
I missed
while living
in the North.
They do not have it!
There was winter and in
a week
There was summer
Leaving home in the morning and
by the evening the bushes were green.
But now.
I am enjoying it
Every second of it
Every day
Every Sun
Every rain
How the green spots on the branches
are just gradually
changing into leaves.
How the hares
on my evening-walk bath
are just gradually
getting darker fur.
How the days
are getting graduaally
warmer
longer
brighter.
I love it!
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Eggs
The only way
I could eat an egg
is
in a cake
Pancake.
But
Boiled eggs
are dull.
still
I ate one
on the weekend
as it is
a tradition.
Once a year - ok.
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