полнейшная неразбериха с билетами.  не осознаю ничего. абсолютно....

a mess of tickets. not aware of anything. absolutely. With an effort of will, I open my eyes after the crying of an alarm clock in the morning - not the time - and again I stretch the white sheet over my face. mmmm falling through into the unconscious. sleep sleep sleep until three o'clock in the afternoon - where did you see it ?, but this is the first time you can. tomorrow, again, a vigorous march into the territory of the familiar hotel assailants, with a trembling key, to open the door of the office I have lived alone. my green desk, my soft chair, my yellow blinds.
Well, let's summarize. the burnt parts of the body are burnt. why do people sunbathe? Why do people sunbathe without brains? Why don't they check-up the station before entering the beach asking "soooo, lady, but you see, they are stupid. What do you have there? butter? where's butter, madam? there is no sun, you say Malaysia doesn’t cost anything to burn without sun. but no. like me and lying, knowing nothing, with a little book. before sunset. Well, the day is wonderful, only the consequences - even cry. and I still wondered why my head was so unbearably, unbearably, insanely sore. now, thank god, it's over.
but the result - without brains, in general, is bad. without self-irony - even worse. nothing, I'm not used to.
improvise tomatoes and lobster.

mmmm so is the capital again? without fail. What will I do there, completely alone? I orientate on the spot. boarding passes, checks, suitcases, recordings of recording entries, heaps of thoughts.

time through your fingers. I just flew in from the interviews, here the weeks flew again, my Masha came here with wonderful freckles, Daniel, a bunch of incomprehensible expectations and requests, ahah, my lovely dandelions, disappointed that everything is not so simple in our career - a couple of weekends .. and already sit without a nightlight in the light of a laptop, choosing a date and comparing tickets. that is life?...

funny
funny funny funny but the main thing is still so beautiful!
we are alive, young, full of strength, stupidity, which even a dump truck cannot be knocked out of us, and full of desire to enjoy this stupidity and youth.

there are many of us, we are together, we meet, we break up, we run, we smile, we complain, we regret, we laugh, we breathe, we discuss, we believe.
we are living.
and everything will be wonderful.
I know.