So, I haven’t done enough to say I’ve done much this days. Many things penetrate into my life doing it slowly and farther from the main deal. I need draw and paint more and more, forget about different deals. I want to create something, not book graphic art with its planks and folio. I’m inspired by new step in my study allegetly it’s more free without state exams this summer.
Today on literature’s course teacher has read the Tolstoy diary’s excerption, what I known before. But today it was a notice to us. He said to himself that he must amend his life then he’d called eleven points to do ten years. And he’d done majority. I remembered all my Tolstoy period last winter when I set planks of my life. I need to do it again, when I take bath.