Last picture of this year
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I do not really feel writing much. I have post last picture in this year and wrote few lines there. The end of year was always little special for me when I was small boy. I wasn’t looking after parties or TV or any sort of entertainment like that. What I have really liked was having small radio next to me and in late night hours searching for strange sounds and stations on long wave frequencies. I love it. Often I was listening unknown language in the sounds of periodically returning volume waves. once receiving was god , few seconds later it was loosing strength and almost disappearing. Than suddenly coming back. I was lying in my bed listening those strange sounds, retuning sometimes and drawing crazy pictures in my note book. I love it. I didn’t want to be disturbed and didn’t like when my parents called my few seconds before midnight.
Somehow I feel the same way today. I like to be alone listening sounds of faraway cultures and having my dreams put on paper.
I wish you all the best for the next year!
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