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Sitting in front of your hateful PC and languishing from loneliness. Thoughts thicken like jelly in a deepfreezer, eyes almost start to yawn, mouse pointer slowly moves to Solitaire icon. But suddenly your mailbox clatters – Oh, those wonderful mail slits of Irish Georgian doors! – the mail has arrived. …

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Beautiful snow silently falling down. I went outside and let snowflakes kiss my face. Cold and fresh. And melting and dissapearing..Like everything in urge for permanency, trying to clame its existence but changing into nothing and appearing from nothing too. Magic feeling of blissful soft drops running down my chicks …

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Have you ever had a feeling that your mind is like a huge paper bin and an endless labyrinth in the same time. And you’re walking through it looking at tones of information that you thought you never would remember but it is there on the back shelves of your …