closed the book. The House on rozlewiskiem closed the with a crash.
Oh how I make it hard to read. Fortunately, I liked the second part of who I read first.
looked out the window, a piece of the sky, lights in windows, lamps glow yellow to orange in color here and there. I close my eyes in the distance I hear the clatter of heels on the asphalt, engine roar, laughter girl ..
Is it all it does not matter whether the city is always to be artificial and niepradziwe? I live in the city, the city breathe, the city I love. The city gave birth to their children in the city wished to death. In the city I loved, cried and was experiencing the joy .. Is it because this was a city of my life was less and less full?
finds himself not in the view of tall trees and extensive water .. find myself looking at the faces of other people. Every night, gives me courage to the fact that right next to me are the others. Forest Lake scares me a bore. Do not get me wrong, I love for nature, I can sit for hours on the sea shore, tenderness over a small flower. Scenery breathtaking are the most happy I've seen. But I love to drown a city, after the trip look at the people and to take a hot shower.
I do not think that this will somehow splycalo me.
Sometimes the crowd on the street is called gray matter, and I see that each of these people is a different story. Perhaps unknown to me but it does not mean that the anonymous and false.
I can find the meaning of life in what I have on hand. Maybe just in billboard advertising, and maybe to listen to a street musician? I watch television
not feel stupider for it. Maybe my favorite show is able to show me something I do not I find on the box?
The people I'm closer, the better they feel. Closing in August in a remote area surrounded by only your own family would definitely shut down my horizons. My opportunities to learn something new. Someone new.
Well and what's with all the homemade food? I love pickles, but only Krakus, strawberry jam Lowicz (niskoslodzony) and the most I like the fact that they are always available when and where he wants. Dumplings filled with packages tend to be baardzo tasty. Do you eat pizza with the family from approaching the restaurant less than a home fried pork chops?
I'm one another, the heart feels full and I think just as hard in a block of 10 frames as well as a cottage in the forest we have.
Likewise, in those places Pachna hair and the eyes of my children are just as Cliff's full sensitivity.
Same God hears my prayers
Road Stems Margaret K
I just wanted to write that in principle it sir, the lady has written this book. Because
With this book, I understood very important thing:
Sometimes, to find yourself you do not need to go out of the room.
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