Dream

I had a vision last night. Suddenly I was in a stygian and mistifying place. I had the feeling that I had been there before but everything was so unfamiliar. I saw a sad and lonely woman standing in the middle of nothing. She was glaring at something I couldn't see. Then other strange people appeared and tried to help her but she showed no reaction. She was glaring intractably and obsessively. I wanted to go closer and talk to her but I couldn't move my legs and couldn't open my mouth. Then the woman seemed unreachable and became more and more stygian, and abruptly everything disappeared.

(from my SE)

ThOsE gOoD oLd DaYs

When Joe mentioned that he had used to deliver newspapers I started thinking about my last summer. I did the same job for some weeks in Dunaújváros. Actually it was my sister's part-time job for three months but sometimes she tired of doing this. So I undertook to supply her place.

She said that it won't be easy. I had to wake up at 4 am from Monday to Saturday. (Fortunately we had no newspapers on Sunday.) So after getting up so early I had to accept the pack and check it. That was the easiest part. Then I had to tear about. I had to deliver 43 kinds of newspapers in about 30 streets by 7 o'clock. That sounds much harder then it is. Only 9 of them are daily papers. The others are weekly or monthly. All in all it wasn't as bad as I thought it first.

However I had to learn some things. First of all that's not a disadvantage if you have a good sense of direction. Sometimes I have lost my way but I have always found it back. Anyway it's not a bad idea to follow your list. Believe me that the worst thing is when there is one paper left in your bag. Then the only thing you can do is to keep it for yourself and wait for the call which says that someone is missing his/her newspaper. I also had to learn which key of the huge bunch of keys opens which door. And I had lots of code numbers for the other stairways too. But it's not so hard to get the hang of this job soon if you have a good memory and you are creative.

Sometimes one of my friends came with me so it wasn't boring. We always had a good time during earning money and spent our days in my sister's flat while she was on holiday. We often recall that good old days.:]

.yesterday.

It was 7 o'clock in the morning. The alarm-clock rang. I tried to switch it off without opening my eyes but I knew that I had to wake up before I slept back. I was in a hurry so I wanted to reach the bathroom to refresh myself as soon as it's possible. But it wasn't that easy. As I opened my eyes I realised that it happened again: I forgot to remove my contact lenses.

It has happened only once before. Last year I did tha same mistake. Maybe I was too tired or my thoughts were somewhere else again... The first thing which came to my mind was that it won't be my best day ever. I was right. That was one of the worst.

I was able to survive the first lesson without doing any harm. But the case wasn't this on the secound lesson. The teacher asked us if we have read anything for the class. That was the time when everbody glared at the ground trying to avoid that gimlet eyes. But we had no chance. Finally the teacher couldn't stand the silence any longer and told the ones who had forgotten to read the copies to leave the room in a moment. We were shocked but left. Only 4 students stayed (from about 20).

It was a really tiring week. Maybe that is because of my heart disease too. I get tired earlier than others. Sometimes I feel that I have a lot of power and I feel like doing something but I'm too tired to do so. I usually have no energy by Wednesday evening so Thursday is a big challenge to survive. But I'm trying...