I kiss you my baby
so after returning from Prague, I finally staggered home, I have to say goodbye at the station with Mother, who had just left for Hungarian Brod for his sister and so my aunt so I missed the cut because Kamilka, a fellow-companion, meanwhile, left the hairdresser.
I'm quite sleepy and now I see that this Friday just sleep, but in the meantime I still write on icq that here today not just because I'm sleepy because we did not sleep with Mary and talked almost all night and so I did not get much sleep, plus the afternoon for me brother come and get me the keys so I can finally practice the bass accuracy according to the metronome or drum.
Perhaps you read it, and much you probably did not like, because I believe that those most likely Majka is in the stomach, but no wonder, if you only knew that between me and Majda is nothing except that we are not just friends but my Majda is unique and a true friend, as you surf along the wave one thought about it seriously bothers you and I get quite doubt that the more you actually hurt, but on the other hand, I think it's much better They lied to me before.
But man proposes and things change when you're falling asleep and suddenly I wake up on purpose as a mobile, that called me from work because of some shit so I prefer to be sure there are just vibrations set up and go again paperclip.
But just close my eyes and come second brother is quite the sleeper.
So, finally, fall asleep and wake up sometime around the fifth or sixth, I'm going to buy cigarettes and writing something on a blog, just that my assumption about what I thought in connection with Adolf Hitler.
It takes me into the evening. Still, I still think that I have to explain.
I'm trying to sleep and for a while before sending me to the universe's favorite phrase: Universe or God, deliver me and Adrianna our misery and give whatever we feel Thy goodness and love, Amen! and at about half past eleven and I have quite a nerve from the fact that I can not sleep since Saturday morning I go to work and I slept quite reluctantly.
I keep thinking about what I write on and it'll have to write as soon as possible.
Well this is pretty much write things that are really present and also those that were happening before. Quite a big slide, but again in my mind thoughts of you, when quite suddenly a strange feeling.
I feel as if someone took something from the head, just a certain part of my energy goes out somewhere, and head up.
The only thing my darling idea is that you read what I just wrote that I was connected to a source of cosmic intelligence, and you just want and so you put it in context, it comes into my mind another thing and that is actually quite a natural thing, because if so I am thinking about it, the woman actually has in its essence as a vacuum cleaner, because it always sucks some energy from the men and then they feel exhausted and tired and then disgusted, because the fact that their energy issue for women against their will, and therefore it is exhausting, but this is not my case because I smile about it and I think it just quietly take gold, he's out of love for you.
But strange thing about it is that I can not really sleep at all, but I do not mind except I do not know what to do.
Just suddenly feel like an alien creature or someone who suffers from chronic insomnia total.
It's almost half past one, I can not sleep and I do not actually want, so eventually I raise and decide that they just going into writing what I wanted to waste no time wasted, which can be used otherwise.
After all of that energy is endless so I was not tiring.
Finally, the time is coming when I go to work and to commit themselves to a quick morning hygiene, get dressed and run to work quite curious about what new torment me day and we again cleared.
I'm on the train and see what Honey. Remember as I wrote here before about what the woman riding the train with me?
About the white fairy? So I see it, but this time in a quite beautiful and embrace each other in love with a pretty handy guy with high hair and black felt with him at that moment quite happily and lovingly so board the train and look forward to it when you write it here that there already is no danger from me, except that I told her that he writes about it here.
Suddenly sits on the train, but this time it's completely different. Today he sits somewhere on the side, but on the seat in front of me, probably because he wants to wave, which in turn is actually happening.
But just out of the corner of eyes look at me and I smile, I have no idea what she just chasing little head, but makes quite a lot of their guys came to the train, now do not get it, but it occurs to me just such a thing if it does not happen on purpose for me to get me where I wanted to have.
Friendship is a feeling that can not grasp,
It's a feeling of security,
when one does not hide from the other ideas
and weigh the words and think twice
It's a feeling of security,
when one does not hide from the other ideas
and weigh the words and think twice
Quite over the fun and laughs.
Eventually the guy gets out and she with him still looking part, but again the same corner of his eye at me silently slides and turns his head.
The train pulls away and I stare at it and she is different now, I'd say quite sleepy ... it had to be a beautiful night ... is very tired, because I watch it for the first time that the head rests on a glass never did, but I'm looking at her reflection in the glass, which is before me and I see that while sleeping, while perhaps looking after me, but I'm not sure.
Even with me for a while and it seems like I saw in the glass and such a winning smile, because you might think at that moment
I won
and I'm suddenly a little
and that maybe I look
and then I'll pack it.
but maybe I just thought, since it could only be imagined, and only a mirage in the glass, because the train moves and often wavy glass. But knows and knows that in the meantime behind her plotting, because I know that today I let her enjoy the feeling of victory, but that just brings me to her one day, and normally it will contact.
Even I talk about it when I notice that after it peeks the interest of an older man, but laugh about it, because I know that I speak with her once.
One and maybe even several times, but I do not know. Maybe with her then I will not talk, but she will talk to me, but it really do not know, nor know.
The train stops where she normally performs, but the first time today, for the first time he gets up again so quietly triumphant look at me and disappears quickly that little walking as usual, but know that it is simply already counted.
So it was something about Saturday morning and the evening our SMS will not present a conflict here, because it simply does not fit .... even though you never know nor I, should I even think of it, but now I just have to want not back ... because I have another story today, but now I'm writing this from breaking away for a while and go to watch Pirates of the Caribbean with John Deep.
That you prefer instead to kiss you .. and Bye Bye for now.
written - 29 June 2008 at 20:16 | Mathiesz - Prince of Silesia & King of Czech ( Bohemia) | LOVE or feelings and emotions on a dirty mind ...
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