M&M&The Cat

when thou art a young boy, you must sing and play

home-thoughts, from abroad

winter is icummen in, lhude sing Goddamm

Last year’s everlasting winter (it was still snowing in April!) made me experience seasonal affective disorder at its worst, which was a major setback on my way of recovery. I happily made my peace with this year’s weather forecast of having no winter at all. While everybody was complaining about the lack of snow, I was rejoicing. Those four days I spent in frosty Moravia before Christmas were more than enough winter wonders for me.

Well, I never was a very lucky person, that’s clear. So hello, snow, here are you again. I really, really do hope you won’t stay till April this time.

and the obligatory Christmas tree photo

because you asked about the line between prose and poetry

Uraj

visiting family

it takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry

M&M

my heart is in the East, tho’ in the West I live

M&M

After three horrible night shifts in a row I was just too tired to concentrate on such unimportant details as grabbing my camera before leaving for Budapest. Unfortunately I still have my phone with me.

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That’s what awaits me when, after working thirteen hours, attending a fancy ball and travelling six hours with the night train, I finally arrive home.

Notice the claws and imagine how my knitted sweater looks like after such an attack.

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It is frightening how much depends on whom you are spending those thirteen hours with.

And the usual uninspired workday photo of some domestic triviality. 

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The Cat, looking annoyed from being photographed.

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Curtains I got from one of my coworkers. A bit of a dull theme, but the other option for today’s photo would be the ultrasound picture of my left kidney, and, even if I’m sharing my whole life with The Whole World through this tiny real-life blog, I still do have some sense of privacy. I spare you the sight of my inner organs.

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Coming home late. Since I moved in, I hardly set foot outside the building, so every time I can find a reason to go out in the big, dangerous world, is a real adventure. I do not even need clothes, as I change from my working whites directly to my pajamas, haha.

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Afternoon nap with The Cat.

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That’s what (whom) I see while laying on the couch.

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Sitting on the night train on my way to Budapest. What I never understood is the policy every railway company seems  to follow so strictly: this dutifully obeying the urgent necessity of transforming night lines into deep refrigerators.

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The view from my door (if I hold my camera so high that the main street, the Lokalbahn and the Westautobahn are out of sight, haha).