It feels like... I don't know, something-something-something.
Like I'm anticipating, and don't know yet what.
And it's some joyful expectation!
I feel myself recently often out of the place, on the move - with the end of AI time approaching, getting even closer with old friends, getting new ones, talking more with parents (which is unusual :)
Searching for a next location and a job; being more open and easy-going with people and their attitudes.
Reading book on the past, present and future of Russia; and finishing an odd american novel at the same time in one evening.
Having my trips to London and Portugal almost set and thinking A LOT especially about the first one; deciding what should be my private life be; enjoying moments of doing nothing, reading more, shopping! which was never an entertainment before. Waking up at 7 am and feeling cool, exersizing daily (!!!) and smiling even more often.
I am waiting for the end and for the beginning, enjoying every second of the present too. A perfect balance it seems :) But the life is exactly not a balance in terms of how many things are to be defined. And somehow it doesn't bug me any second :)
I feel like this: (reminds of of my pictures when I was 3 years old:)
Or like this:
And mostly like this!!!
And...
I still, finishing this post at 15 past 11 pm, feel great.
May be it is a good day, may be it is a good life? :)
I prefer to think the second :)
Like I'm anticipating, and don't know yet what.
And it's some joyful expectation!
I feel myself recently often out of the place, on the move - with the end of AI time approaching, getting even closer with old friends, getting new ones, talking more with parents (which is unusual :)
Searching for a next location and a job; being more open and easy-going with people and their attitudes.
Reading book on the past, present and future of Russia; and finishing an odd american novel at the same time in one evening.
Having my trips to London and Portugal almost set and thinking A LOT especially about the first one; deciding what should be my private life be; enjoying moments of doing nothing, reading more, shopping! which was never an entertainment before. Waking up at 7 am and feeling cool, exersizing daily (!!!) and smiling even more often.
I am waiting for the end and for the beginning, enjoying every second of the present too. A perfect balance it seems :) But the life is exactly not a balance in terms of how many things are to be defined. And somehow it doesn't bug me any second :)
I feel like this: (reminds of of my pictures when I was 3 years old:)
Or like this:
And mostly like this!!!
And...
I still, finishing this post at 15 past 11 pm, feel great.
May be it is a good day, may be it is a good life? :)
I prefer to think the second :)
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