I gave up waiting

for delivery – it’s 6 o’clock and no Mercedes is waiting in front of my dor. Winter is coming and it’s cold. Maybe you don’t understand the magnitude of this word – cold is not 10 degrees, is not rain, is not „put a pulover on”, no. Cold is zero Celsius, is ice on the car in the morning, is zero visibility on the lateral window – since you didn’t scratch it out. Cold is winter jacket and gloves. Cold doesn’t come alone, he brings dark besides. If the sky is clear and you can see all the stars – then the darkness is so deep that your shoes doesn’t belong to you, that the dog becomes just a voice and your are not surrounded by shadows, but by void. If the sky is cloudy, the light of the city light it up and the shadows reapear. Only if you live in a metropola…

One upon another life sucks and it’s not worth living…