Last day of May, 07.07 am
eerie early sunlight
no chirping on the background, just a stuck car alarm wailing insistently unattended
straight trees standing tall, watching from above
a stench of rotting rubbish
scavenger noises searching for food to stand one more day
in its shiny copper armor -cockroach -the sole survivor.
According to the Renaissance world picture, life was like a wheel of fortune, where you are sometimes up and sometimes down. You just have to remember that when you are up you will eventually come down (to take measures accordinlgy, not to be pessimistic) and when you are down you will not stay there forever, you WILL get on top. In this site entries of the sort will be posted.
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