At the moment, summer is crazy and I smell wood. Man, saw-freaking-dust! in my face! this dude called Mario is slicing up my wooden floor just to make it fit. it's crazy! He's doing everything with sunglasses on. That's what happens when water gets in under wooden floors. Note: Never get wooden flooring close to any kind of water. No Luigi today. Just Mario.
9 days pass. Still no news. Maybe time for a little retail therapy? I dunno.
To film or not to film? Too many DSLR nowadays, puts me off snapping things.
Money makes the world go round but I don't have enough of it for therapy. I've been binge book buying recently and I have 10+ untouched/ half read books. They're all in a box and in a different place so I can't read them yet. Wait till things settle down then I'll dive into my Murakami's and Neil Gaiman's. For the time being, I will try and learn to be a Warrior of Light. Here's a snippet:
The warrior of light concentrates on the small miracles of daily life.
He is capable of seeing what is beautiful because he carries beauty within himself, for the world is a mirror and gives back to each man the reflection of his own face. The warrior knows his faults and limitations, but he does all he can to maintain a good humour in moments of crisis.
The world is, after all, doing its best to help him, even though everything around him seems to be saying the opposite.
-Paolo Coelho, Manual of the Warrior of Light
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