sunny day I know what it means to fall. sat in a taxi, wondering how and why it's there. We passed the streets - the more and less known. The apnea sank in the space of your own mind. Mdliło me from the smell of leather towarzysza.Prześmierdła my entire taxi, the driver, me and the surroundings. Cologne, sweat, and the mass of cigarettes became his characteristic zapachem.Jego, a guy who wanted to get me to go to the other end of Warsaw for three in the morning. This damned mix meant that everything was for the worse, minstrel and rural areas. As if we rode the center of a small town and not the capital of that plunged the country in mourning idiocy.
Nothingness, insecurity, lack of prudence, dancing on the table, broken glass and wet street. It's all my memories of the past evening.
Looking at the moving images on the window thinking about the essence of my downfall. Fall to the bottom. For how it possible that I, a believer in certain ideals, and in so easily lose control of your life? I pray that nieroztrzaskanie in hell. This is my current direction, right?
