DP

And so it begins... Sept 27, 2009.

Second chances

And there comes an answer to one of the questions I have had in my mind for some time already.

""Dad, do people ever deserve second chances?" I thought of my own second chance. How I had survived an accident that should have killed me. And I was doing more than just hanging out, it seemed. I felt a rush of gratitude. "All the time.""

/"Duma key" by S. King/

A whole different perspective

"It wasn't an accident and it wasn't a mistake. Twenty-four good years, two fine daughters, and we're still talking."

/"Duma key" by S. King/

To me, this was a quite surprising view on a divorced marriage. Why surprising? Apparently because I can't find a reason to disagree with the quote. Still, it changes everything.

Filling with anger

Angry. Annoyed. Tired. Mentally.
Nothing has happened. Nothing important at least. At the same time a million of small things have happened. To me and to other people. These small things are getting to me.

Another feeling

I have a weird feeling. Positively weird.

Fixing it.

Why do I even care? That's the next thing to change.

Amazing

Joprojām tāpat kā pirmoreiz viņus izdzirdot. Fantastiski.

Jo īpaši - Saeglopur.

Šorīts

And another one. In a way a better one.

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Dream

Weird, but pleasant dream. Unfortunately pretty unreal.