A New Love in My Life

As I was eating my dinner which consisted of a lemon and some sugar (I just really wanted a lemon), I thought about shopping. More precisely – about my shopping I did couple of days ago. Today I’ve received a first package of my grand summer treat. You can go to asos yourself and check their -70% sale out! They have some amazing stuff there.

So here I was, just dying to tell someone about my new stuff, however I knew that none of my friends share my weird sense of fashion with me. And then I remembered – I’ve got this blog, this place where I can talk about absolutely everything I want and someone will STILL read it. Continue reading


Dreaming big just doesn’t work sometimes

One of the greatest philosophers once said: ‘You can’t always get what you want’.

(He then added, making it one of the best advices ever: ‘But if you try sometimes, well you might find you get what you need’.)

But then again (and again, and again. Again and again again) life gives you lemons sometimes. Ok, just to be clear, I’m not high right now. I just don’t know how to get to the point.

Anyway. I figured. If you can’t get something you really want, sometimes the best you can do is to find another dream. To let go. Same goes to people and yes, ‘love’.

I don’t really know how much of sense it makes for you people, but everything’s so clear to me. Maybe because I’m in a middle of burrying some of my wishes. Damn hard it is! But worth it. I really do hope it’s worth it.

There are so many words written about love and yet some of them are so new

“I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby dest to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled.”

Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters

Apie tada kai myli tai, kas ne tavo

Turiu galvoj, neromatiškai. Normalia (? Nežinau ar meilę būtų galima skirstyti normalumo ribose, bet anyway), nesavanaudiška meile. Jeigu jau imant versiją (kuriai aš dažniausiai pritariu), kad žmonės yra itin savanaudiški gyvūnai, šita meilė šiek tiek pagražina žmonių rūšį. Dabar imkim ir susimąstykim, kiek mes visko daug mylim, bet kas yra ne mūsų. Žmonės, su kuriais nesieja giminystės ryšiai ir su kuriais gal nebendrauji, bet vistiek myli. Gyvūnai, kurie suteikia tiek džiaugsmo. Įdomu suvokti, kiek daug visko yra. Štai pora maniškių. Continue reading