Kada stvari krenu na gore, učinim nešto dobro. Dobro, korisno, pametno. Ako već nije krenulo na gore zato što sam nešto zajebala, već je upitanju sticaj okolnosti, nemam zašto sebe da krivim ili preispitujem, već mogu da izaberem da uradim nešto dobro, nešto na šta nisam mislila ranije, sakriveno ispod tepiha. Pod jedan, ostavljam pljuge. Za dalje ćemo da vidimo, dajem sebi tri dana za krizu. Dozvoliću sebi kakav god ritam mi odgovara u ta tri dana, sve može osim psihoaktivnih supstanci. Ako mi dođe da prožderem kilo minjona-proždraću kilo minjona.
Life is good!
It happened that I saw three deaths yesterday. When I took Lina for a walk I saw people taking coffin into van, and one old and one young lady crying over dead person. Then, during the evening I watched two documentaries, one about assisted suicide process, that included scene when one sick older man takes poison and dies in arms of his wife, and after that I have seen documentary about addiction. One part was filmed in ER, and one young man died in emergency room.
Hell, that was too much dying for one day! I didn't feel really bad about that all. I had a psychosomatic pain in my chest while that old man was dying bye his own wish, because I have really strong empathy. But that's that. I kind of felt privileged that I saw all that in one day.
The last documentary I've seen last night was about so called "Buddha boy", from Nepal, who is still in process of 6 year meditation without food and water in the jungle. Even if it is a fraud, there are still some inexplicable things about that meditation.
Yesterday was really special day for me.
Life is good!
It happened that I saw three deaths yesterday. When I took Lina for a walk I saw people taking coffin into van, and one old and one young lady crying over dead person. Then, during the evening I watched two documentaries, one about assisted suicide process, that included scene when one sick older man takes poison and dies in arms of his wife, and after that I have seen documentary about addiction. One part was filmed in ER, and one young man died in emergency room.
Hell, that was too much dying for one day! I didn't feel really bad about that all. I had a psychosomatic pain in my chest while that old man was dying bye his own wish, because I have really strong empathy. But that's that. I kind of felt privileged that I saw all that in one day.
The last documentary I've seen last night was about so called "Buddha boy", from Nepal, who is still in process of 6 year meditation without food and water in the jungle. Even if it is a fraud, there are still some inexplicable things about that meditation.
Yesterday was really special day for me.
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