A girl, a castle, and the last night. — Kristina Your face is blurred, But I still feel your touch, Kristina… Kristina was a girl I met on a Saturday night, and since I had a few beers in my body, her picture in my mind is blurred… I wished I had found her again, and lost track of time…

Three airports, one destination — Last month I asked my boss if I could be the travel welder, he pointed out in his notebook that I was interested in traveling for work, (I think)… The next day, the boss came to me, and asked me if I wanted to go to Romania, dismantle an assembly…