Here I am, trying for the first time as you sleep in my new house. I have not a table and I placed the laptop on two goats and a plank of wood, but can not resist the desire to stay here after working all summer. Summer strange, now sings the tune without fireflies to light, while my heart back bum, looking for new gems where others see only garbage.
A little 'as had happened to this little house, which was a ruin of a church of 1785 and no one knew what to do, too small to be a normal home. But, for the pleasure of a friend, maybe I have not normal if the normal is rational or mannerism. Determine what is normal, when one is sane, it becomes difficult because freedom is breaking the rules while maintaining a correct relationship with reality. But if I had the good fortune to be a genius, but it is clear that it is not my case, my actions would even transform reality of others, bringing the most receptive to a level not previously exist. I liked what the definition said that genius is one who makes all the other idiots. I will be happy to make them feel good. But
cabbage are just after eight and it is already dark, suspending my babbling and I'm going to prepare a sandwich, a beer Brinder, fuck, that champagne alone is too stupid. And then, perhaps, will take up these lines.
To say that this house is me and I'll put a picture even if it is not over, only to stupidly boast of my effort to build the loft and the staircase, the cabinet and the kitchen, the fuck is so much stuff for me as a lazy ! It seems that the radio
love me, they're sending a symphony of Shostakovich, the night is sweet, the stream hums and makes the usual drone of crickets in the grass music theory, everywhere are monotonous. My friend in the house opposite has just returned with the excuse that the cat wants to go out peeps and then hugged me, tightly. Yes, I am a bear but I love being hugged. He smelled the coffee and told me that when we do it for the first time means that the worst is over.
Well, then this is home now!
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