Mysterious wonder
I woke up late for work. It was April 3rd, Monday morning. I should have been there at 9 but I got a call from my boss at around 11am. I answered in a low hoarsey voice - "Oy vey. I'll be there soon. Overslept. Bye." I'll skip forward to the part after the bank. Fuck Bank Leumi. Fuck all of them. I got out of the bank and headed for the bus. At the bus stop I met Renata. Probably the most refreshing part of my life right now. Although I expect many more to come in the next few months. I feel good. I feel so good I can't sleep bcz I don't wanna stop feeling this good. I just want it to continue until I'm exhausted and it's pretty hard to exhaust me. But work'll do it. And the sound of tweeting birds at 5:30 am isn't bad at it at all. So what can I say about Renata? Probably too much. She's 19, born in Russia and raised in Kiryat Shmona way up north - then moved to Kfar Saba and studied at Talma Yelin, one of the best school for arts in Israel. Graduated and went on to study music at TAU - second year student. Sings opera and plays the piano. Loves classical music but is also a still-in-the-womb metalhead w8ing to emerge to the world of hangbanging. I showed her some Opeth already and she likes the bloody roars!
I'm happy.
Finally.
Thank you, thank you, thank you god or whatever you are. Thank you for what I have found.
~shayman (also shamen)
I'm happy.
Finally.
Thank you, thank you, thank you god or whatever you are. Thank you for what I have found.
~shayman (also shamen)