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Last night I had a case of cough. I never saw it coming. Everything was normal, and then I coughed. Then the second time, the third and the fourth. It lasted for about three or four hours. For all that time I’ve been thinking I have contacted That Thing… You know what I’m talking about.
Despite my head being heavy I was feeling completely ordinarily in the morning. What was that? A case of psychosomatics? It reminds me of a fairytale about a village of people who all had had a simultaneous hysterical laughter. But only one person gad been laughing sincerely, while all the rest had just mirrored his state. “These days you got to sort the buyers from the spyers”, - my inner President stated.
I am once again recalling my trip to Nikola-Lenivets. It was a wonderful time. I remember me racing through winter woods with my friends. There were all sorts of art objects. They mostly looked like tree-houses or authentic pre-Christian Slavic shrines. Some of them were reminiscent of human organs. Like, you’re walking through the forests and stumble upon something looking like a colon. Isn’t that great?
Feeling the emptiness was cool. You only get this feeling from the place that recently used to be very crowded. It was winter time and there was no one around except us. Low season. Thousands of people come here in Summer when Signal festival takes place.
There are days when memories are harder to come by. Should I give up my efforts at times like that?
