Life as a trip#1
20/12/2017
I write already a day later. On this day there should be my occupation of "Netatra Doors". This is always a special experience. Because this is some kind of non-standard action. It is not known how it will pass. Who will come.
This can be called an "open space" when the outcome is unknown. And it's always a kind of stress. I cleaned the snow. I worked for a PC. We left the country house on a white car Tyot. I also watched people and made various conclusions.
Then I came to my own lesson. And there are many different impressions and sensations. Personally for me, this time is extremely intense. And I strongly antisense on them. I'm moving into a state of "extrication".
In the evening I had a desire in the body to go to the station, take a ticket for any train that goes towards western Ukraine and approximately to Pochaev Monastery to leave.
Photo from "Nontheatre DOORS" ("Neteatr DverI")
But I did not. I went straight to the subway station "Vokzalnaya" and I really wanted to run out of the metro. Why did not I do it? In my life there have been cases when I did at such moments what I so much wanted. And those, cases when I did. I regretted in both cases.
To go by train somewhere to an unprecedented distance, this is quite an extravagant decision. Enough irresponsible.
I do not know.
It is necessary to read the diaries of powerful personalities of the past.
