Vieglaak - jaa, un taa ir jauna, savaada sajuuta. But I cannot stop thinking, ka taa savaa veidaa ir atvadiishanaas no 'everything that i thought of as my 'self', it feels like part of me is dead. And I am not sure if I like the part that remains - the unemotional, serene part, that in a way, is finished with everything before it's begun. And it's almost like, there is no room for thinking whether I like it or not - it just does not apply, does not matter anymore.