[nov. 08, 2009₊₁₆|05:41 A.M.]

MOOD: insomnia

MUSIC: [юлия михальчик — птица]

there is one such town which 677 years ago was located in the north of the Central Russian Upland. in this place you can't wait for a bus in the middle of the night to get to another neighborhood and eat sushi at the moll. and the moll is no working at this time. the mobile Internet is weak here but it's enough for me to log into ICQ. the Oka River flows in this town, once this place was full of kiosks near bus stops and shops with CD and DVD but the old hair salons have been preserved in which the magazines "Burda Moda" are still on the table. my childhood friends have moved away and in the House of Arts where i went as a brat there are completely different clubs and other teachers.

and only in the apartment in one of the rare nine-story buildings here MakSim's songs are still playing, there are BRAVO magazines from which the dust is constantly blown off to remember the existence of such bands as Ranetki Girls and Tokio Hotel, and every Friday they watch "the Star Factory" episodes here.

but my heart is still in Moscow...