[somehow] i'm [kind of] happy here, on island.
somehow, cause it's not exactly what i'd described if i were to describe happiness.
kind of, cause most of the time i don't look like happy person.
but there are moments when i truely laugh, moments when i truely feel something, kind of care, which is somehow nice.
of course there is whole bunch of things which drive me crazy, but still i get something here what i would not being anywhere else, so all in all, as usually since pretty long time, it's worth it, (you know).
and yesterday i thought about piaseczyńska and it was so foggy in my memories, like it would have never existed. neverland.
and i already know it would be hard to get back to the previous state of living (no, not life. living).
oh Mazurku, wish you were here
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