Or, for example, in the morning I is flat on the bed, in my nose rubber tube in a vein - needle droppers, and orderlies, cleaning house, talking over my bed. One says, "Yes, you have descended into SanDzhovanni - like marry the arch, turn left immediately. There's half the price. " Second objection: "So they'll all the same leather!"-" And I say - suede. Remember, in any shoes was my sister's wedding in Pylades? "-" Maybe you say, it is not leather? "-" Yes suede on! "At night the corridors are full of flowers made of the chambers - the flowers, flowers, flowers, as a cemetery. Burn only nightlights:open your eyes in the darkness, you see floating in the air and illuminated from below the head, as in kakomnibud old detective film. This is a nun or a nurse, giving her an electric torch light up, check the thermometer. Floating in the air, the person quietly swim out into the corridors.Sometimes nuns injections, even without waking you - as assassins, who sent Caesar Borgia, and then run off into the darkness, and only have time to see chyuto back. Often I like lightning striking vision, exploding in silence before my face.First, for some reason, do not react to them, it seems that nothing has happened, but after a while the memory makes itself - seems to be something wrong, something you've seen it, and, stunned, bewildered, trying to figure out: what it was all the same? And where did it come from?Two days ago, for example, before the doctor, pale with fright, immediately took me in his car here in the hospital, I calmly kudato phone calls and suddenly saw malenkoemalenkoe egg lying on muslin napkins - a common Easter egg. It spun on full of lumpy, as if breathing, chernoyprechernoy surface.Kudato then disappeared. I looked for him, but the sight of me stretched a dark wall, as if I was in my throat kakogoto monster. Broken egg seemingly could not, because the wall was soft and slimy. I constantly think about the film, which has long wanted to do. Perhaps need another incubation period, little "egg" should grow up? Is this true?Who knows! Once in the room for the crew visas Vasco Nawal I stretched out on a huge a broken couch: I download the film motoqueiros sem rumo
and wanted to relax a bit. It was summer, the outside is davnymdavno could hear the chirping of cicadas. Suddenly, next to me, just a millimeter away from my nose, hit twenty-five million tons of stone.The whole facade of the Duomo, and can, of Cologne, I do not know. I felt a jolt of air waves, and then at my feet there was a terrible roar. Having made an acrobatic jump, I was in the middle of the room. Wall-download the film motoqueiros sem rumo
and sized Himalayas fenced off from me: the sky, all space, all air.
I was miserable ant.And suddenly I had the idea that in the way this film are kakieto serious obstacles and they are hidden, no matter how bitter recognize in myself. I was a little scared, but wish - sort of quixotic desire to make a picture of all the same - only intensified.If all these soborischamiGimalayami is the sky, open space, so that's where you want me to play and I have to find a way for him to get through.