this feeling inside. or maybe not.
Never held too much affection for Elton anyway...
Today supposed to be the first day of a whole new year, the Hebrew one at least,
and there's nowhere you feel Jewish and Hebrew as in the diaspora... while eating shrimp...
I hope this one will be better, but who can guarantee?
I followed the rules, made wishes while blowing candles,
and nothing...
The most annoying thing about new places, that it takes time till you find a comfortable spot, a place to give yourself a break. I just go on and on and on... grabbing more and more tension, disappointment and self-pity to a bag that won't last for long.
And because of this restlessness of mine, I can't even find comfort in my usual methods - books and canvas.
I read some of my older posts, and liked them so much. My late ones are simply annoying - a continues complain without any traces of ideas or humor. Who knows maybe my better half was left in Israel?
And this English starts getting rather heavy on my nerves, at least in my blog I would like to write in Hebrew, but my PC seems to despite the language, I change it on the Lang. bar, but the letters won't change...
only Woland improves my muddy mood a little.
"In a barrel the most important thing is the hole; in a jug, what is not the jug; in the soul, what is not man..."The Dictionary of the Khazars.
In order to give this post at least one sentence worth reading ;)