And new year?

As a person hating clocks, calendars and all that stuff, for the worst day, for me, I claim The New Year’s Eve!

I hate it.

Hate it!!!

HATE IT!!!

For everything in fact.

For being pushed into unwanted fun and of course for loud noises, and drunken people and people at all… and… did I mentioned people? 

See…

I love living on my Smaller End of The World, where nobody cares what I am wearing. I hope… because today morning was crazy. I was chopping onions and potatoes for simple creamy soup, when I noticed it… A SUNRISE!!! A nice one, maybe even first such since long long long time!!!

So I had to.

And had no time to wash myself, put on bra and all that stuff, and… yeah, just in my baggy pants and hoodie with huge holes, I picked up my camera and run. Almost forgot about keys, did not forget about making “fire” under my soup to be smaller… but the rest was not important. Oh my I blew it, because I THOUGHT my spare batteries were in my bag but forgot I took them out to check if they are loaded…

And…

I saw a heart on the sky, all those lights, colors… everything.

Still… my battery died just in a middle of everything, what pissed me off, but still, I saw it. For the first time since ever. Okay, long long long time. I made it. Had golden ad blue, shady and bright only form myself. Of course that was cold when I was lying on wet stones, but still… I made it! I got it.

It is all mine!!!

It was…

Oh yes, I started from hate, ended with love. Not bad, right… still hating New Year’s Eve. Do I really hate fun? I think so. Fun in that weird definition of loud noises, drunken morons driving in the walls behind which a little girl was sleeping… She managed to crawl out from the ruins of the house. On this Island we called it Jul Miracle. Sooo… I hate this kind of fun. For me fun must involve nature or bed.

LOL

PS. Hate fireworks and balloons too… I am scared of them!!! Like a dog.

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