So today I become another year older.
For the most of you your birthday is a day of joy, party and presents. Not for me though.

Having been born on November 1'st in Poland is not an easy thing to live with for this day is commonly called the "Holiday of the Dead".

I still find it quite grotesque to spend your birthday on the cemetery every year. It became more of a day of reflection for me about what I've accomplished in the last year... and where I have failed.
Well, this year there's sure more of the latter.

A little tag line for those I hold very dear:


"Pamiętam dobrze ideał swój
Marzeniami żyłem jak król..."

"...when you cried i'd wipe away all of your tears
when you'd scream i'd fight away all of your fears
and i've held your hand through all of these years
but you still have all of me..."
Evanescence - My Immortal.