purify

Today is a great day. Not because of all those tests, but because of my first clarinet lesson!
I decided to play the clarinet few weeks ago. One night, about midnight I was watching Blechacz on TV and suddenly I jumped out of a room and told myself: I want to play clarinet. My Mom was quite suprised. She asked me: What the hell were you watching? I answered: A piano concert. She laughed at me and was wondering if I was drunk. But there is an obvious connection between piano and clarinet, don't you think?

deep river runs its course
to a warm horizon
shadows of falling leaves
october moon and rusty skies
every changing feelings
the seeds of autumn in my mind

[found it somewhere, long time ago. background on my desktop. emotional landscape]

Homogenic. Actually I didn't know what the word 'homogenic' meant. When I had checked it in the dictionary, I realised that my own interpretation was completely wrong. Anyways, "homogenic" makes me feel strong and united with Bjork and her album. As nobody could hurt me. As I was someone special. On the top of the world. Even when she sings: How could I be so immature? Och, course I am. This is what I want to write about. And that's why it's going to be so REAL.