Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish—a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow—to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested . . HST
day ten - zero day project tomorrow
Ok wish me luck :) i know some points aren’t gramaticaly right in English and so, but i was just making it for myself and i don’t want to correcting it. The Challenge: Complete 101 preset tasks in a period of 1001 days. The Criteria: Tasks must be specific (ie. no ambiguity in the wording) with a result that is either measurable or clearly defined. Tasks must also be realistic and...
i’m actually thinking about singin for the Day Zero Project. seems really interesting to me, so maybe i should join it. first of all need to make the crucial list, hopefully without any problems - will see how next days go, i’ll try and see how that will go. besides this, nothing interesting happen other day, same old snow, same old unemployed me. i’m definitely not giving up!...
alanis morissette - ironic
day five, six and seven
I’ve been to a lot of places, and i’ve seen a lot of stars through many windows. Even though i was depresed or sad, the things wasn’t going right way for some other strange unpleasent reasons, something helped me. It was the feel of sun playing on my face in the morning, trees dancing with wind - that’s a true miracle. And if there’s no sun on the sky, and clouds are...
day three and day four
An ordinary cold winter day here in Denmark. Actually, i really do not mind the cold weather or snow, it’s as it have to be. Days look the same, looking for a work and trying to get back on track. It’s not easy, i must say, but i hope for better tomorrow. I had an thought today, some kind of feeling.. i think - this year will be good. And that’s hell of a good start, i mean,...