New Year's resolutions were never what they are cracked up to be. Lent always fails. Christmas is always too much. And birthdays are always a disappointment.
14.02.2012 - 02.03.2012 -7 °C
Some things are too good to be kept a secret. So you get a look in.
A long holiday. A long break. A big get away.
From what? To meet what? Certainly not the New Year?
I took a sabbatical. I moved around. Kept moving. Saw some people. I let you work out the some.
I came back.
I came back twice.
Back to Moscow.
It changed. The people changed. The air changed. The mood changed. We changed.
Hello to a new generation. Have you changed your perspective. Are you plain, milk or white?
Plain, dominates. She is strong. But when mixed with milk she gives herself and she gets lighter. In the cold she remains herself, in the warmth she curdles. Inside remains the fight. Does the fight weaken or strengthens - time will tell.
White has wit, but leaves half of it at home. White has fire, but leaves a third of it at home. White sings, but left an album at home. Amongst the white of the snow, you may not see her, but look again she's there and she's looking at you. She speaks. She moulds. She grafts. She learns, still white, but she may not return home the same white.
Then there is milk. She is moving on. She's melting, leaving a bit of herself across the world. Europe likes milk and milk likes Europe. When milk melts, she learns, changes consistency but with the same ingredients. The recipe improves and will continue doing so until its perfect.
So perfection is what you wanted?
And so perfection is what you get.
Lets see what else can we add to the game?
I hope you don't do anything you will regret.
I hope you move on from this bombshell.
Lets hope you don't get left behind in the spring awakening.
From Russia with Love
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