have you ever seen a flying horse? orelse summer in Antwerp

Summer in Antwerp is like summer anywhere else... just perfect. 
Life unfolds in soul caressing sunny mornings and late warm sunsets, peaceful evenings mirroring in the Schelde unless it's in the beer you're having on a roof while listening to strange birds making even stranger noises. (In fact I think they're flying monkeys thinking they are birds, or the other way round. don't ask me what they're doing in Antwerp, I didn't ask them. I just shouted "f*** you!" when they were too noisy --which, as I was said, is weird too..)
Summer and its storms that catch you on an open air festival evening. Sarajevo laughed at me when we hit the road between the corn fields and headed to Sfinks festival because I had flip flops on, whereas she had a pair of brand new sneakers to avoid wet feet...well when we came out of Anderland (the music box) after a great set of Acid Arab and all that was around was mud, I couldn't help from having an evil smile on my face as I took off my flipflops to walk happily barefoot. Rain,water, power cuts and thousands of people dance walking in some kind of apocalyptic vision that gives you though an immense sensation of freedom and relief. For one moment, you are perfectly free to wade in mud like a kid (or a pig) and it's amazing!
My smile faded away when I got home and found out my legs were brown up to my knees and realising that it probably already was so when I was proudly dancing on the box next to the djs.. (sexy dancer in a nice dress with legs covered with mud.. hmmm)
Summer and its working days when everybody is melting on their office chair in the middle of a meeting and someone has the great idea of getting some cakes and fruits and have a break because no one can think straight.
Summer and its naked sensuality, while you cook in your kitchen and first hear, then see a couple making love in the frame of an open window opposite yours and you suddenly realise you're also exposing yourself in underwear in an open window.
Summer and its magic mood that makes you dance and sing out loud hoping no one is gonna complain about it, and no one actually does because no one cares. Even if you sing about a flying horse.. by the way have you ever seen one?- a horse that flies? 
For I have. I may even tell where..but you can only see it in summer...

Just one of those days - (nothing personal)

Sedlákovi umře nejdřív koza, potom kráva a nakonec i manželka. 
Zničený sedlák si sedne na mez a běduje: "Panebože, co jsem provedl, že mě takhle trestáš?" 
Zjeví se mu pánbůh, škrábe se na bradě a povídá: 
"Já ti vlastně ani nevím, ty mě prostě tak nějak sereš."
(A peasant first sees his goat die, than his cow, and finally his wife passes away.Hopeless, he sits on his porch and starts crying and complaining. "Oh God, what did I do to deserve this?"
God appears in front of him, scratching his head and says: "Well I don't really know, nothing special, you're just kinda getting on my nerves." -Czech joke - it really makes me laugh)

One of those days

Just one of those days when, at some point, everything starts to bug you, for no reason, just brutal mood change with no rational motive. Day was pretty good... but insidious, the flower of carnage first starts with feeling like bitching about any extremely positivist post you see on Facebook. All this universal love bullshit (yep far from the days I post this kind of rubbish too..)Then you start arguing about futile things with anyone just to contradict them. Then it seems the whole world is blind and can't see the horrors that are happening (Are all these people really blind? - keep on talking about universal love you morons.). Then obviously, you get some news that doesn't make you any  happier. Or you don't get replies that you expect. At work, from your friends. And finally, it seems the whole world has been conspiring against you. And everybody seems damn stupid, of course. (stooopid!)

That's most probably the consequence of having had too much of a good time the previous days, the days I was high on alegria and so full of love for the whole universe. It doesn't last forever this flying high, gotta have a slight downer. And I really had a great time, but I don't even want to tell about it now. (you wouldn't get it!).

No matter how I try to rationalize it, it doesn't really help and I'm quite happy I don't have anyone in front of me to start a fight with. And you can be happy not to see my face and be exposed to my wrath. Well at least the idea of that situation makes me laugh. muahaha

Oh yes,  just one of those days when everything is kinda getting on my nerves and I'd storm the world with flashes coming out my eyes.

Just one of those days. Thanks whoever (maybe the one who's most probably today, as any other day, away on business!) there's still music. But I don't expect you to get it. Tomorrow is another day.