It’s a first day of a new month. March wasn’t really rich with creativity but it was quite satiated with other events. Sweet moments the same like the opposite moments were neatly printed in my memory. The sun outside the window fills with its warmth not only the streets of the town but my thoughts too. In the world with scanty amount of kindness the hope in better things remains with me. I’m in the habit of expecting more and it won’t leave me at all. Good music, interesting movie and right books are still invariable helpmates on my way.. And my hunger for development trembles inside with great new force.
Oh yeah, I still don’t know why I keep this blog. But I want to write and I really like it.