Cirmuļa atklāsmes -

this is another one of those nights when it seems that I'm desperate. "I'm daft," I think, and try to keep in focus, but I can't. the focus isn't there, I've nowhere to keep in. next I think, it is important that one should remember what's important, and I realize that what's important for me is not here, not in the things I do tonight, not in what's keeping me up and giving me headache, and I know it's good. another deadline is missed, and I feel as if that's good, too. there is always freedom in failure, funny as it may seem.