From the beginning

March 12, 2009

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I get up in the morning, light a cigarette. Before breakfast - the first cigarette after waking always for the health of the world. Outside the window is gray, it is as if nothing had happened, as if they fled to the west, the south front of the protracted winter. All the same.
Plus four: feel rotting in the spring, a new beginning, new hope, the Star Wars. Sidewalks upaprane diesel fuel, oil, some black syfem upaprane what it probably came last night. Threw it at our feet, we floundered on as slowly as possible, at least I - the slower the better.

I'm walking calmly, I say good morning to every passer-napotkanemu, as in newspaper advertisements. I once published a newspaper that does not exist, who knows if it still exists (with the editorial in one of the big cities), or anything besides this place is still deserted.
Exactly. Each passer throw casually: "hello", but they do not, simply do not exist, hid in state institutions, the supermarkets, shopping malls, at home, in bed, arguing about money from servicing cash registers, they eat corn flakes for breakfast, snore, toss channel digital platform of single-letter name. There is no answer, no one passes. Emptiness. Only the black, melting snow, white-gray-brown NIC.

I know the night were the explosions of nuclear bombs. I've seen through closed eyelids. And so they give the alphabet Morse'aw radio broadcast that ended about two-thirty four after midnight Eastern time, when we slept: the epicenter of the outbreak here and here - STOP - in suburban Ząbki - STOP - in the city center - STOP - in the Tri - STOP - in Ruda Slaska - STOP - at the borders of East and West - STOP - President of the Republic as a result of massive acts of terror declared war on everyone without exception - STOP - the neighboring states do not admit to his brothers - STOP - ra-TUJ-a man that can! - Over and out.
Last broadcast last radio.

That also did not check, starting what is heard in the house. Do not be surprised at the stranger or a strange man in bed. Anyone.
Shops closed, the lights shine in the darkness. At the icicles hanging roofs, lie in wait for a reckless move. Above the train station building, flags waving in the national colors, abandoned in the middle, with black ribbons drącymi half the material, the red and white, the white and red. For some remote places pose a warkoty trains, squeaks and rustles dobywają from there sluggishly, amplified by the echo is now solely a reflection of their origins.

Very bad. You really do not care. For example, the lighter refused to obey. But on the other hand in the air, the smell of ammonia, fresh meat, the first fruits of germinating grass and flowers, and I still have a match. Mrs. Spring walks, spreading the seeds of life in everything he touches, on the sidewalks is something of an unidentified color and consistency.
Well, nothing - I say to myself, dodging open door of a demolished building center where I work on your social security - a tough day awaits us, dniówka heavy, dark, long eternity.

The last cigarette from a pack is always a speedy end. In this case, most likely over.