It really feels like ages since I wrote my last post here.
So much has happened since then. I no longer work and no longer live where I did. Between moving, getting comfortable in my new, quite demanding job and trying to write a fantasy book with a huge and complex world, I found no time to post.
It pains me, as I love to interact with people.
And now that the world is no longer upside down for me, I want to start again. But this time not here.
I have started a new blog:
This blog on wordpress will eventually disappear.
If you have followed me and enjoyed the posts here and are willing to both forgive me for the long silence and trust me that I won’t let you down again – follow my new blog.
Some of the content from this blog will be dusted off, updated and posted on Pages filled with letters.
But mostly my new blog will be filled with new content.
I hope you will give me a second chance.
I like going home.
Currently I live in a city that is one of the biggest cities in my country – namely in Wrocław, Poland.
On global scale it is not so big, only about 650,000 inhabitants.
And yet, for me it’s big.
- -But I do know that I do not love you. You are my wife. I own you my loyalty, if nothing else. But I cannot give you anything else. My love was never yours. And it will never be.
…not even the best thing I wrote. And it’s just a draft anyway. The final version will be much better. So please, do not judge my skills based on what your reading now.
I am weird.
That is a fact.
While I turn off the light I always keep my eyes locked on the window, otherwise I am washed over by a wave of panic that I perhaps went blind.
- -But you do not realize how many lives it will take…
-How many? A thousand, a hundred thousand, a million? With such numbers I need not to be precise. With numbers like this nothing matters any more. Neither decency nor compassion. Nothing. If we will succeed, those who survive, will forgive us all we have done. If we fail, there will be no one left to hate us. All we need now are people who will follow us.
today I will keep it short.
I have just fought a battle.
Or at least I feel like it.
- “All that drama. Gods, you have let me believe that my decisions led to your death. You have let me believe that I will never see you again.”
…and embracing the world.
There are people who feel comfortable being exposed, being so called public persons.
I am not one of them.
I wish I did not have to sleep.
I wish I did not have to worry about time.
Sometimes I wish for immortality.