what's up?

the day is going through phases: morning coffee, afternoon coffee, evening wine.
Somewhere between these simple and familiar phases i started feeling complexity intruding in one ordinary day. I guess I am (and Lady Ga Ga in my ears) so "opposed to the typical" that i feel conflicted with ordinarily typical day-it started getting on my nerves...
I looked around cafe i am sitting with my notebook and pile of papers (i am writing children' book), trying to detect something or someone that suddenly changed my mood...
There are few people around...quite typically looking...nothing catchy in pretty or ugly way...very ordinary... NORMAL...
What's up?
Have you ever experienced the feeling that you somehow recognize people around you..strangers start looking suspiciously recognizable?
That woman, which sits by the window was she going to NY School University with me long time ago?...
And that man at the bar looks a lot like ex-husband of my ex-girlfriend..
The waiter, who served me coffee half an hour earlier now looks like my second cousin...
What's going on?
Blizzard...
WOW,wait a minute!! who's is that person who just walked in?
Is that??..no, it's NOT POSSIBLE!!!,Or is this Mr. Famous Russian Director (i am not going to reveal his name)..
I am mesmerized with this overwhelming realization, while he grabs the chair and sits at my table looking straight into my eyes with smile hidden in his mustache...
What's up?




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3 years today-january 3rd.

Today is January 3^rd and it marks 3 years since I got my visit to NY City Hall.

3 years is a lot, right? Or maybe it’s not.

It sure feels like long time to me right now, when I am sitting at the cafe by myself so far away from New York and that special someone I had shared this day 3 years ago…

I remember that day with such vigorous brightness that it pinches my brain….

It was very strange weather for January-warm spring like-blue sky and sunshine.

I took subway downtown and walked into City Hall where I was greeted by 2 friends (one of them was a witness and the other one seemed to be there to silently remind me how unwise was I just about to behave by tying the knot again) and the man I was getting married to. Was I nervous? You bet I was!

I was very nervous-my knees were weak-I was on the edge of crying, but instead I was smiling and kept telling myself, that my hands being tremble and my heart ache were just signs…not the signs of weakness , but the signs of HOPE.

HOPE that this time it will last forever.

Forever is such hard and unforgiving word, Maybe the hardest one around.

Today is much different day-snow is covering everything –very cold –slippery streets.

But sun is shining brightly -I guess the sunshine is what makes me tearful.