6 degrees of separation.
I've noticed that world is a small place. So small that everyone is connected to each other by no more than six other people. But yet so big that no one can really find any other who thinks the same way about everything. Of course, everyone is unique so in this connecting web of unque individuals I see a jewel of all beauty possible when I close my eyes as I try to catch sleep. Winter. Yes, again, Usually people sleep through the winter but I can not sleep. It is too dark. Only few hours of real daylight. Long nights awake and slowly exhausts... Well, almost. Because of spring which soon breaks and slaps me alive.

I burned a bridge. If people have lost their morals I'd rather be without than with...