I'm out of inspiration. I sleep during the day and live during the night.

I decided to draw Tarot cards, but the second one, The Mage, looked like a female human warlock in World of Warcraft. I started drawing the third one, The High Priestess, but I gave up since I'm completely bad at drawing, painting, etc. That's why I am a photographer, I only have to imagine and decide what I want from what I see, and my camera makes my wish come true.

I can actually paint abstract, not because I consider it some fascinating form of art, it's because I can't paint different.

However, I got fascinated by French, which I've been learning for the last 6 years and used to hate it, but the movie about Arséne Lupin completely changed it.

I have also started to hate English, scorn it, because it's grammar is so complicated that I've judged English shouldn't be the most important world's language, and think that Esperanto (as my first choice), Italian, Spanish, French and even LATIN would be better choices. I have Hitlerish policy about languages, and that is that all people in the whole world should talk and write in only one language. It's for greater good.

Also, these temperatures kill me. I can't wait for Winter to come. Blessed be!