The Big Ball of Fire

Came to the city too early today, early enough to see the sunrise. There's something peaceful about walking in semi-light of dusk, while there was no cars on the streets. It was nice seeing all those colours with crows as soundtrack.

Yesterday, I got my hand on those MCSE course books. My hands hurt - those books are heavy.

Someone said living beautiful means being a slacker. A beautiful thing achieves it's purpose, something that does not, is just Ugliness in disguise.