Some things just touched nerve. Like (sappy and human) war movie based on book by one Czech Jewish writer... hard to watch...
Seeing the "leaving" picture of Havel (why, Mr President, why did you die and leave us here with those horrible politicans that steal our money and ideals?)
On the good news, I applied henna to my hair (it's always ordeal... mix the powder with lemon juice night before... apply (when applying herbal dye, i always realize why Cleopatra had so many slaves)... leave it on my hair for hours... and hope it doesn't turn too bright (burning soviet flag color).
But... right now I wanna cry. For all those who didn't make it. For some reason... it affects me. Brutally.
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