November. Short days and darkness. Lightning candles and drinking tea in the sofa. Good books. Yesterday I went to the library for the first time in a very, very long time. I had forgotten how peaceful a place it is. How all those books tell us marvellous stories and frightening truths.
Yesterday it started to get dark at 5 pm, and I was reminded about my power-hour. At sunset – the world is so beautiful at sunset.
There will be parties and birthdays. A 4-hour exam in statistics. Trip to