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That day I woke up in a good mood before the alarm. He found the courage to make the (minimal) morning exercises and this filled him confidence. Nice day - he said to himself. It really was a great day - the north wind had blown yesterday and had cleared the atmosphere. The sky of Athens reminded of his childhood - blue, transparent, light. So light and he went his way. The bus-what a miracle! - Waiting for him to stop. Found and unable to sit. Nice day - xanapsithyrise. The street was almost empty of traffic, bus flowed comfortable. He noted that the traffic light at the first intersection was green. So the next. We got the "green wave" - smiled. In the office, white bookcase the boss called him and talked about his work. The debate lasted an hour and for the first time felt that the chief was not aware at all. - And I thought I had no idea! thought. So he opened up and said problems, said a few suggestions of his own. The chief listened with attention and praised. One, in fact, accepted it - for immediate implementation. When he came out he felt another man. He sat at his desk and took triple work. For the first time he enjoyed his work. So will 'feel and the old craftsmen, he realized. They love their job! The lights were green and back. The food was very successful and he noticed was how delicious salads and fruits. -In Lately - he muttered - Hanan taste. Lie noon and slept a long time. When he woke up he thought: coffee. Then he remembered the vanilla. The sweetness of "underwater" with the bitterness of coffee and late astringency sleep perfectly matched. Good life! whispered, would toddle. He made the walk to the square. Meet acquaintances told different. He sat in the cafe and then played three games backgammon - had dice. Then, after a bite snack tavern, went the old gang - Argyris, Peter and aftos- and sat down hill over the houses. The city sparkled below, and they, like almost every evening, 'threw in the song. Primo Argyris, Tertsa where needed, Peter - he sigonto. Argyris and playing the guitar. The evening white bookcase before lying down on the bed, he saw that he had forgotten to cut the sheet of diary. Come see the proverb said. Back in leaf wrote: "Hindsight to in I first". -I'm Bored - yawned sleepy. Confronting the leaf wrote: August 25, 1954. (Tables painter Kostas Malamou).
Good morning! It's art you can enjoy small everyday events when another visual white bookcase discover beauty. Art that you learn over the years. And then the lights turn green and fills the soul. Suffice it to "looking" and relaxation. The text of your SW; I would like to read the entire text. Tue Nov 21, 10:44:00 AM
Lately have happened events that have rocked my rationalism .... laminated misfortunes .... I would say that lately all lights seem to be red .... And so grumble ... But humans have the tendency to view and exaggerates the negative ends .... compa not enjoyed the beautiful moments that describes the text ... I think that fate and life favors the optimists ... In all miserable misery will come! Tue Nov 21, 11:10:00 AM
That morning he woke up worried. As you know that the news will be bad. The hunch led him to the second recess of the stone wall of the courtyard. Take the paper from within. Stephen did not make contact last Saturday night, said the note. And as if that was not enough, someone from the neighborhood had seen going into a white car. Third time in five months that "catch" the connector. Lazily re-enters the house and sees the bag from the closet .. Two change, stationery and coat. Pity! This house had been like, had good visibility and could be calm and doze behind the large window of the first floor. Who knows where it will send the paper to appear in the cafe of Fanny afternoon, he wondered. Probably away .. This area was not safe anymore. Four were tortured anymore that the safety of the neighborhood. Shortly before xeglystrisei white bookcase while the sun rose slowly, cut fylaraki the calendar white bookcase and crumpled white bookcase into a small pellet and earthing in the lining of the coat. "Remember the days when you left" 25 Αυγούστου 1954 Tue Nov 21, 11:19:00 AM
Hello from me too! This text was very fond of me when I first read it and I was wondering if you ever meant anything special this date (25/08/54), or if it was even really tychaia.Eicha to mind my father when I was reading the text - do not know exactly why . These texts (vignettes) of SW I like more than the political municipality - probably because a touch more