Writing has always been something, I’ve never understood. The more I write, the farthest it runs away from me. My eyes are closing and one-second dreams start.

Didn’t sleep well at night. At 4 am, I thought someone was in the room, I switched on the lights and walked around the room. At those moments, I completely forget about my boring plan to become a writer or whatever. Actually, I forget about writing quite frequently throughout the day, it’s not with me all the time. Maybe I should get a tattoo saying “WRITING”. Hahah…

It’s very easy to lose myself. I put my shaky personality in different situations and forget it there and real me floats somewhere else. I don’t make sense, even to myself.

We went to see monasteries yesterday and today. Nature was beautiful and leaves were my favourite colour, I bought books, had fun with friends, bought an interesting necklace – snow obsidian named “Apache Tears”. I chose it the second I laid my eyes on it. The description says “Obsidian is a very grounding and protective stone. It is used as a great cleanser of negative energies, helping to remove not only negativity experienced in the environment, but also that of one’s own emotions, such as anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, etc.”

I guess, I’m protected from now on.

Maybe I won’t forget about writing anymore.

Good to know.

Everything is well.