I sat and smoked in Ida's balcony. My feelings were discordant. I'm afraid of waisting my life to considering and being scared. Perhaps this will be the best time of my life and I'm confused. Perhaps there will be even better times, I'm not sure and certainly I realise that I can't know what's going to happen in future. The main point of my thoughts is that I'm afraid of losing my best times because of unnecessary worries. I'm not even sure is there any unnecessary worries, isn't everything that is in my mind somehow necessary and important?
Anyway, now are cooking and listening to I Was a Teenage Satan Worshipper. Everything is okay and maybe I'll photograph someday.