Journal

September 7th

Funny how love always makes a man homeless.

September 4th

I am sitting in Trébacka after coffee with Gosia.

We renovated Marta`s flat in two weeks.

I start in Milanowek in two weeks.

I had a Bylki for breakfast.

 

July 8th

Grange

Is there any left? Consciousness is like a rope bridge in a forgotten jungle, nobody crossed it for thousands of years and you just do not know if the rope will hold.

You have no choice in the end, to stay would be to destroy everything you love.

 

June 23rd 1412hrs

IT Lab QCCSC

I may as well be outside wandering around. The only thing that is holding me in this spot is the potential of facing the anger of an addict. I know that I will be soon out of here and feel somewhat guilty about it. In terms of a contract I would be able to receive a feeling of satisfaction if I stayed here on this chair for another three weeks doing nothing, but the contract I signed initially was wrong – it was for another job. I stayed to pay off a debt. So I am kind of kidnapped.

The reason I am going home now was to start a job that I am not going to start, but creating that event meant it initiated helping a friend move house, who now needs to see me.

I am leaving now then for another reason than when I planned to. I am also to be honest though really not sure if I can tolerate another three weeks in this joint with this slob. He has been moved on due to my machinations.

By leaving am I troubling my classes? I don`t think so. They are not in any danger. The school will be troubled that they will lose face to the parents. Actually I don`t give a fuck. They were pricks all year. Why don`t I leave now? Because I have an exam to run and a ticket for Monday.

Actually the whole thing is totally confused. I am leaving. There is no order and no sanity in disorder. Goodbye.

I must not forget the reason I came which is to help kids. I have done that. It is time to go. I leave to go and help others. They do not need me now.

 

 

 

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