Nothing better than the feeling of coming home straight from work, all tired, hot and sweaty, getting a cold shower, than eating big lunch, than opening a can of cold beer and start relaxing.
Finally got a day off on Saturday, so I decided to go to few places. I went to 2 museums and 1 gallery and saw such good exhibitions that they actually made me feel great.
One of the museums is on top of a hill, so even though it was extremely hot outside, it felt good to do that kind of activity. I sweat out 3 hours, enjoyed every single thing a saw and came home with fulfilled heart.
Eat good and healthy food all day long. Talk to few friends and played a couple of competitives on Global. Now I’m off to bed to try to get some sleep for tomorrow’s shitty shift. The longest and the worst of them all of the week!
I haven’t written a post about the books I’ve been reading since March! I’m bewildered!
Sadly, I haven’t had much time to read as I use to, between changing jobs and trying to adapt to them and trying to learn how to draw on my new tablet. And doing photography as I always do. But there are few that I read and I want to share my thoughts.
After I finished “The Island of Dr. Moreau” by H. G. Wells, I’ve read “The Shining” by Stephen King. “The Pet Cemetary” was the first SK book I’ve read in my life and I read it in January this year. I started reading “The Shining” someday in March and finished it someday in April. Those were the days that I worked in the hotel as a receptionist.
What a terrible idea. 😀
I was working third shifts and reading this book. The hotel would be so quite at night, you could here the lights making noise. Noise that would sound so loud in moments when you’re fighting your natural need for sleep. I would get so deep into Kings story that I would literally get creeped out when the wind would make the door crack a bit. Or when the 5-gallon water dispenser would suddenly start buzzing when it was working on cooling the water.
Nonetheless, I loved “The Shining”. Every traumatic and frighting scene that the characters went through made me feel a bit uncomfortable. I especially loved the illusions Jack would get into at the hotel bar, how they were described in details. I also loved the scene when Danny would finally get inside room 237. Even though I felt sorry for him, it was a great moment, a moment that probably freaked me out the most. That’s one of the reasons I was really disappointed of Stanley Kubrick movie. He didn’t show that scene and many others that are very important to the story. I understand it’s a movie and there too many scenes and details in the books, but the movie is definitely rushing through the story and is failing to fully show the suspense and the horror that the family is going through.
Anyway, I loved the book. Quickly after I finished it, I bought another one from King, “Salem’s Lot”, but I haven’t got around it yet.
After “The Shining”, I’ve read “The Handmaid’s Tale” by Margaret Atwood.
I parallel read the book and watched the second season of the tv series. It’s one of the best stories I’ve read/saw in a while. I like it so much, I don’t know what I like more, the book or the series. The book is more focused on June’s thoughts throughout all of the horrors she’s going through which I really like. And the series are showing the same feelings, but with less talk/thoughts, more through tones and atmosphere. I love the cinematography, all of the slow motion shots, the details. Simply amazing.
Then, I moved on to my man, H. G. Wells. For my birthday, my boyfriend got me a huge book with selected works of Wells. So I thought that would be my main entertainment for the summer.
I started “The War of the World” in the middle of June and I still haven’t finished it. Mainly because I just don’t have enough time and also because, when I went to a r’n’r weekend in Peshtani on the 7th and 8th of July, I started another book because I wanted to read something while chilling on the beach and I simply couldn’t drag along a book as big as “The Selected Works”.
I think Wells will forever be one of my favorite authors. He wrote amazing sci-fi stories at the and of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th! He indeed was ahead of his time. I was really excited to read “The War of the World” and I couldn’t find a copy to buy. So this selected version works great! So far, it’s good, just the typical Wells writing and imagination. I have half more to go through, but I’m in no hurry. I know that once I read all of his stories I’ll be sad that there are no more left to read. So, not in hurry.
The one that I started reading in July is a great book by a Macedonian writer.
It could be translated to “Sour cherry chronicles” and it’s written by Frosina Parmakovska. The books has three parts in which the main character tells us what he’s going through in three different periods of his life. In the first part he’s six and he lives in a village. In this period he shares his first experience with love for a girl, death of a close one, friendship with another boy of his age and other things that will forever shape his character. In the second part, he shares his time of being a student in the capitol city of Macedonia, away from his family. There, he meets his best friend from the first part, when they were six. Together they go through lots of stuff, struggles and enjoyments. But all throughout the first and the second part, the main character talks about the love he has for the girl he fell in love with when he was six. All he wants is to meet her again, marry her and live life with her, in the village with lots of sour cherry trees. In the third part, he finally meets her. But, she’s different than he imagines her to be throughout all of the years. The end of the book is far different than I though it would be. I think it’s a perfect ending, even though I feel sad and angry about it. Anyway, it’s an amazing book and I hope it will be translated to other languages so people can enjoy this great story around the world.
I just finished it couple of days ago. I need some time to recover from the story. It was that powerful.
I plan to finish “The War of the World” and than maybe start “Salem’s lot”.
So many books, so little time.
9 am, I’m seating on my bed, enjoying the sunshine that’s getting through my wide open windows. I’m having my tall glass of dark Nescafe without milk or sugar, but with lots of ice cubes, literally chilling right next to me. I’ve been drinking my coffee without any milk for a while now and it taste really good.
Sunny daylight. Sips of cold mildly bitter liquid. Music.
For some reason, I’ve ignored John Mayer’s “The Search for Everything” for a year and a half and for some other reason, I’ve started listen to it in the past few days and it just sounds perfect at this moment. And it’s even perfect on a Saturday morning that’s a day off work!
I’m about to start reading a new book until I feel fully awaken and get ready for some other activities. I’m planning on visiting three museums and one gallery today. There are few exhibitions in the city and I haven’t had the time to see them. I usually get a Sunday off, so now that it’s Saturday I can finally get to do couple of things I want to do.
I wish I can get a job where my weekend days would forever be none working days. A job where I’ll only be working first shift. A job where I would be payed at least the standard amount of payment.
Screw it! I’m not thinking about my job today! It’s all about relaxation and enjoyment today!
One of my photos has been shared in July’s issue of “Portret” magazine.
This is my photo:
It’s my neighbor’s umbrella on their terrace against cloudless summer sky. The sky reminded me of a pool so I played around with it with my tablet:
Last weekend I’ve got 2 days off from work so I went with my boyfriend to Ohrid, or Peshtani to be more precise. I’ve spend third of my paycheck and somehow I don’t care. I needed to get out of the city and just chill.
I really like this place. The house that we stayed in was located one small street across from the lake which was perfect. We had a great view from the balcony and most importantly, we would just get out of the house, cross the street and find ourselves on the beach.
Took couple of swims, enjoyed my very favorite thing: floating on the water. Layed on the beach for hours, relaxing our bodies from work. Enjoyed the sun and the wind. Read a book. Cooked a little. Had great sex. Took long walks around the neighborhood at night, taking it all in. The sounds of the waves, the music from the restaurants, the peoples laughs. Had a cocktail by the bay with the most perfect sunset you can get. Slept.
Relaxed a bit.
I realized that I’ve grown really old at heart in the past few years. People my age consider themselves young and they are right. But I’ve always felt very old and with each year passing by, I feel like my life is ending and I’m worried that I’ve wasted my life doing nothing.
I know things can change. I know that I should be on that “do the things you want to do in life” positive type of attitude. I know that I should relax and enjoy all that I can every day. I know all of that, but somehow I can’t do it. When I go to bed at night and the day has ended, I realize that I’ve wasted my day stressing out about everything and anything and haven’t enjoy a minute. I always feel like shit and I rarely find things that I like.
I’ve wasted my 20’s thinking I’m old and feeling like my life is about to end any day now. Which could possibly be true, but also it might not.
I have so many wishes and goals and hopes. But I should really put one on the top and that’s it to find a way to be positive and enjoy every moment for itself without thinking about what’s going to happened throughout the day. I should find a way to be present.
Everything else should be second.