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TONITE THE TIME RUN FAST THEN EVER

This blog will maybe sound strange but I try to put the meaning on paper.
I spend all day to find some flower for the balcony( is not such a big deal find flower for a balcony small as mine where u can maybe have enough place for put a chair, anyway I come back home without any flowers), I wanted a special flower. MAX I wasn’t yet @ “ U zlateho tygra” there u get nice time and nice memories, but this not means I will share the same feel as u. maybe if once will crash into the yellow windows I will come and take a look but anyway Hrabal his not me favorite writer, am out of the stereotype of those Czech authors Herbal, Kafka or Havel I prefer Hesse, Barrico and Exupery and his unique rose

Tonight the arrows of the clock are moved 1 hour forward( I felt it as a long long long time, while around u everything is leaving, alone feel into your loneliness), but the birds don’t seam care about it ,they are singing at the full moon hidden behind the fog. The spring must be run away in some other places, after few days of nice warm weather tonight is so hugly