
It's like the kid, standing on a spot, looking really stubborn, kicking a stone with his toe. They did, they really took his toys away. Nothing to do about it. Nothing to do without them. He's been thrown into a big world. Big sad world. How can he care about the stars, comets when he doesn't have his toys. They took my sled away! They took my creativity. I was sentenced to study law. Read something not to understand but just be able to say it with someone else words. No creativity. No. This thing cannot occupied my mind, not at all, but I cannot use the rest to anything else. I need to go somewhere. I am not talking about the bar around the corner, I mean something else. Watching the stars, going far far away to reach behind my abilities. New horizons. Playing with details to have them right. Create, build, draw, or just meet people. This is not for me. This part of this life so called architecture is not for me. I cannot be architect businessman, I need my small strange world of lines colors and spaces... thats all.
Actually they really stole my sled! I wanted to have one of those plastic one, inflatable, yellow, beautiful. But when I ordered them they were sold out...
p.s. here is picture i got from Thoris, not to freak out from my exam..

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uf,konečně..:D sice pulce nerozumim.. :D alecož.snad se najdeněkdo chytrý kdomi ten zbyten prelozi.. :D