OK, so I decided to crawl back to surface with my writing towards daylight after several years of total silence. I have a blog, where my musings meet surface, but heh, honestly... Tumblr as a writing platform sucks and doesn't even swallow. So maybe it's time to clear the cobwebs off Deviantart.
As much as I've started to hate Tumblr, I'm not giving up Angielskie Golebie (Pigeons of England) - still it's the main source of information for my Polish-speaking friends. But recently I thought that the English-speaking part should also have its share. So I'm reviving my journal, with sparkles of electricity and mad laughter from my hunchback minion, pedalling on the dynamo with cracks of whip over his head.
I'm nowhere near the guy who shut the last page four years ago. More disillusioned, a tad more bitter and cynical - but more experienced in battles with life and paying less attention to bullshit. As my first year in UK is completed, I still struggle with finding a sense of purpose in what I'm doing. Exchanged long hair for a mohawk, and that's more than just a sign that I will not bend over before circumstances. The will to go my own way is now implanted really deep.
Welcome again to my twisted world, where mature decisions mix with total idiocy.