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another calendar year is almost over. i'm sitting alone in my apartment while the spire of the recently opened new World Trade Center is glowing outside my window like a symbol of resurrection and a proof that life goes on no matter what until it doesn't. funny enough I hadn't looked outside before I wrote the previous sentence. now that I am looking, i can see that the WTC is not lit up for whatever reason (brief stop to visit breaking news section @ cnn.com but no mention of the WTC is to be found there).
this post is supposed to be some sort of mix between end of the year summary and stream of consciences. so far is closer to the latter than the former. let's change it - 2014 has been pretty good, thank G-d, - work is exciting, my life seems to be a little more mature and a bit of a better fit for my age that keeps growing, Dallas is the 2014 NFC East champion, and I'm really happy with my current roster of sweaters. speaking of sweaters, every time I see a sweater that I was wearing when I was promoted, i feel urge to reminisce that I almost always suppress, but sometimes I don't. reminiscing is one of the silly things I enjoy greatly. that's why I tend to re-read this journal much more often than I want to write here. but today is different. i think it's due to Arcade Fire songs that I've been listening all night long. Haiti is Regine's "wounded mother" she'll never see according to a song that is currently on. Is Russia my wounded mother? Wounded -may be, mother it is definitely not. people shouldn't hate people, people shouldn't be closed minded, people shouldn't feel like the whole world is against them. we all just want to live a happy life. so we all should.
one of the things Russia's missing is importance of states as part of federation. i really like how in the US town's name is always followed by state's. Denver, Colorado; Kansas City, Missouri; Seattle, Washington - i like the way it sounds.
some people tell me I'm weird. I don't blame them for saying it. this is nothing wrong with being weird.
now it's time for me to drink vitamin C.
thanks to everyone who read this - i really don't know what could be concluded from this entry.
this post is supposed to be some sort of mix between end of the year summary and stream of consciences. so far is closer to the latter than the former. let's change it - 2014 has been pretty good, thank G-d, - work is exciting, my life seems to be a little more mature and a bit of a better fit for my age that keeps growing, Dallas is the 2014 NFC East champion, and I'm really happy with my current roster of sweaters. speaking of sweaters, every time I see a sweater that I was wearing when I was promoted, i feel urge to reminisce that I almost always suppress, but sometimes I don't. reminiscing is one of the silly things I enjoy greatly. that's why I tend to re-read this journal much more often than I want to write here. but today is different. i think it's due to Arcade Fire songs that I've been listening all night long. Haiti is Regine's "wounded mother" she'll never see according to a song that is currently on. Is Russia my wounded mother? Wounded -may be, mother it is definitely not. people shouldn't hate people, people shouldn't be closed minded, people shouldn't feel like the whole world is against them. we all just want to live a happy life. so we all should.
one of the things Russia's missing is importance of states as part of federation. i really like how in the US town's name is always followed by state's. Denver, Colorado; Kansas City, Missouri; Seattle, Washington - i like the way it sounds.
some people tell me I'm weird. I don't blame them for saying it. this is nothing wrong with being weird.
now it's time for me to drink vitamin C.
thanks to everyone who read this - i really don't know what could be concluded from this entry.