It's About A Girl

Simon Polski

Saturday morning, five hours of sleep - it is all right, the aftermath of yesterday's evening is still coming, I do not feel it yet. It is going to get much worse later on but now it is fine. I can feel an alcohol still circling in my blood system, so I am kind of... cool.

First thing I always do when I get up is switching on my computer. Then I go to kitchen, I turn a kettle on and I roll up the blinds of kitchens window. I like observing people who jog everyday in the morning. They never change. The same faces and clothes. When water is boiled I get some coffee and I go back to my bedroom to browse internet for news on British and Polish websites having music player on in the background and listening to my favourite album - Kind of Blue. I also check my mailbox, which is just a routine. I never expect to receive anything else than spam. I left my friends in Poland two years ago and I lost contact with them, but I still like to watch their profiles on community-like websites. I kind of care, who they are seeing and what they do. Yesterday's drinking was nothing else than looking for a cause of this drinking on the bottom of a glass, or maybe was it just a killing spree of another Friday evening. Anyway, now it is a thing of a past. I have to get myself together and go to work. The bus leaves at 8.12 am and its 8.00 o'clock already, but I am patient I know I will make it easily. ... (continues)