If you read zhish entry, you will jusht loozh your time in front of zhe computer shkreen azh well azh I loozh much of it at my leisure. If you can learn shomeshing from zhish tecsht, it won’t be anyshing more zhan from zhe real life. We should live in zhe reality razher zhan in zhe shybershpashe.
This Monday was a day off to me. It’s some religious holiday. But I and the team have a serious project. Therefore I came to work at about midday after enough sleep. Soon other colleagues having imminent deadlines came to the studio as well. And I worked there even till one o’clock in the night. Various music played by my side. And deluge rampaged with some short breaks outside. Lightnings with their voices aka thunders joined in.
The restaurant servants from the ground floor lock the yard at some time after finishing their work every night. I did my best to go out on time and not to be stuck, although there was still something to do for the presentation the next day, and I had enough brain to do that after drinking much coffee. I switched the alarm on. Closed everything. And left.
The train was standing at the moment, when I went upstairs to the station. It was one of the latest trains by this route. I caught it. „System of a Down“ was playing in my ears. I read a book which didn’t make me yawn this time. A young and slightly punk seller of magazines collected her last cents for today. I shaked my head, because I’d already had my reading. And pitched in it until I was driven to the station where I had to change trains.
But there will be no trains tonight anymore. Written in red. I was late. Fortunately, it was no more than half-an-hour distance till home going on foot. So no problem at all. The streets were almost empty. Roads were under repair. I was going home. On foot. The rain was lulled. There were lightnings flashing in the distance. It was really a pleasant feeling. It was harmony of nature in the urban space. Some drop splashed on my shoulder. Perhaps it will gain impetus again. I put my book into the bag (I was lazy to do that earlier so I had just carried it in my hand). Here you are, a few more drops. I went hiding under the balconies. “I’ll wait for the rain to stop at the door to some staircase if the rain gets stronger” – I thought. I’d got a good ducking two weeks before so that it was really hard to stay healthy. And I had no time for illness at the moment. The rain gathered momentum. And it was only half of the way managed. The long bridge over the Spree, the pavement extending by the trees near the Treptower park, and the whole rest of the daily way home were ahead. But there was a bar next to me. I decided to go inside of it and wait until the cats and dogs finish their job.
Two girls were sitting inside. I asked for something nonalcoholic to drink. I even knew that phrase in German. They suggested to join them in order not to sit alone. One of the girls worked here (usually till six in the morn). Another girl was the best friend of the first one and was just keeping company. They showed me some tricks with cards. We talked about life in the mixed language. I noticed a table for billiard in a corner, so we also played a few matches. While shooting the balls, some local permanent alcoho… eh-em… client appeared in the bar during the rain. But the outside water got calm. I said goodbye politely. And returned home. In the rain. The feeling of rest and fullness was inside of me.
My work matchesh my hobbiesh. I have purposhezh and I go forward zhem. I work honeshtly. I ran away from zhe routine working at my day off, but zhe monotony of zhat working wazh alsho dishpelled at night. And zhe birdzh tweeting after zhe rain behind zhe window were zhe lasht shing zhat made my day… Life rulezh!
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