Regret? No. Doubt in myself? Absolutely. To push the needle, to inhale the poison, to swallow a pill. Doesn't matter anymore. Mind is satisfied. Now just looking back, smiling. Writing these words.
It's never as sweet as it seems.
Torej, dal sem čez že tretjo Škisovo tržnico, drugo v Ljubljani. Ugotovil sem, da ni prijetno biti maskota na 25stopinjah, ko sonce pripeka in nimaš skoraj nobene sence, kjer bi se lahko za trenutek ustavil z namenom ohladitve. Glasbeni program je bil v redu, čeprav ni bilo presežkov. Malo me grize predčasni odhod vendar se tolaži, da je bil upravičen.
