Tiny shapes of trees on some icy-coloured grass in the country of sheep.
Tiny shapes of trees on some icy-coloured grass in the country of sheep.
Moonday (Monday)
summer ‘10





There was a dawn and there was a dusk. Now nothing at all.
Skoczow, Poland, 04. 2010?
can’t wait to see
blooming trees at night
The mess we’re in now.
There’s nothing to do but wait for spring. Meanwhile trees:




Year ago, orange sun
countryside or something. I got 5 exams or something. One week only. Moomins?







Old times when winter was short and warm. Now there’s no hope. No Radiohead shows in Poland. No spring. No love. No food in the fridge. No one to read this.