Random Stuff from My Heart

I was ready. SO ready for spring. I saw some buds coming out and hoped for the best. Hoped that this long winter was over. My hopes in vain, I am looking outside dreading the picture I see. Is it because I am such a warm weather person, or am I just missing you as…

Shakespeare in my Heart

Today, when the world, the weather, and my soul are squeezed with pain and cold, I am reminded of my favorite Shakespeare sonnet. I would say it myself, but why? He wrote it so much better I could ever do. I would only add the word “blood” in every line of his, though: Tir’d with…

Laughing at Myself

Изнывая от жажды Я по снежной пустыне бреду “Но ведь снег – он вода”, любопытный тотчас удивится Что ты, путник ? Ведь снег – он холодный! Для меня такой тёплой и тонкой И не лучше-ль от жажды мне сдохнуть, чем на шаг отступить и напиться?

Just a Verse. Snow Queen.

Today is another day when I think that the decision I made a few months ago is the right one. Today, again, I am convinced it is. Why is it so hard to stick to it? Today. Of all days. On this cold one. With snow. Snow in my life again. Cold. Fever. Apathy. Like a…