Hope is a bad thing. It means that you are not what you want to be. It means that part of you is dea
About Me
I'm English. But now I live in Russia. It's cold here and that suits me fine. The pavement is like sheet ice. I've already fallen over. It hurt, and I'm told that these falls can be fatal. I'll be more careful in future.
Right now it's snowing and the river is starting to freeze at the edges. One lives an abstract life and then one finds one's self on the far side of Eastern Europe. How things go.