Return

Hm. I haven't been here for quite a while. Now the boredom and melancholy of this emotion-abandoned place prompted me to spend the most of time with my beloved - computer. Just till I find something more cultured to do, or someone to get drunk with. After 5 months abroad, even when I am back in here I look at everything from a perspective. I shall upload some random comments about this place. Saturted with bitterness and irony, better to spill it out than become bitter yourself, right?

No wonder that if one is able to cook something tasty here they are considered a Cook. Maybe it actually requires some skill to make this food edible. To add some taste to the tasteless paper mache carrot and water coloured tomatoes. That is why it is so grey here, colourless and tasteless, the day doesn’t differ from the night, the sun abandoned the place faced with the mission impossible to warm it up and melt the stiff upper lip frozen on the over-polite faces. Maybe the taste and emotion got diluted in the ever present rain - lost in the fog.