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The Kolya most of you know is back with another coffee work

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A surge of inspiration.

Or an outbreak of (new) insights.

Have you ever got the feeling that life is playing with you?
I get it all the time... Or maybe are just the fates who love to get the strings of my destiny tangled, so they can have a little laugh...

Not necessarily a bad thing.
I'm probably overthinking it.

But what can I believe when every new dawn comes shattering all took as certain before?
The world has no balance at all; I'm simply left to see the things I can't control blooming and burning. Which makes me so happy and yet terrifies me at the same time.

And, strangely, I'm getting tired of seeing the sun rise.

My eyes are inadvertently drawn to the moon, and all I want to do is to forget the day light all together. So that things can keep in this dream-like state, where at least I know I don't need the logic I used to rely on.

(Oh, listen! The fates are giggling now... Maybe the best I can do is laugh with them...)

Why should I care? Life is not standing in this river bank; is waiting for me out there.
I'll go and meet it.

Just, please, don't come talking to me about Karma the next time...

Description
...

The Kolya most of you know is back with another coffee work

...

A surge of inspiration.

Or an outbreak of (new) insights.

Have you ever got the feeling that life is playing with you?
I get it all the time... Or maybe are just the fates who love to get the strings of my destiny tangled, so they can have a little laugh...

Not necessarily a bad thing.
I'm probably overthinking it.

But what can I believe when every new dawn comes shattering all took as certain before?
The world has no balance at all; I'm simply left to see the things I can't control blooming and burning. Which makes me so happy and yet terrifies me at the same time.

And, strangely, I'm getting tired of seeing the sun rise.

My eyes are inadvertently drawn to the moon, and all I want to do is to forget the day light all together. So that things can keep in this dream-like state, where at least I know I don't need the logic I used to rely on.

(Oh, listen! The fates are giggling now... Maybe the best I can do is laugh with them...)

Why should I care? Life is not standing in this river bank; is waiting for me out there.
I'll go and meet it.

Just, please, don't come talking to me about Karma the next time...