Miles, pounds, Fahrenheit...

Miles, pounds, Fahrenheit…

There is so much to do that there is not always time to write down thoughts when they arise. And then you forget them.

Paper sheet sizes are different — trying to photocopy something from A4 is a whole task. Dates are written differently, outlets are different… It seems like driving on the right side of the road is the only familiar thing left.

Among the unfamiliar things I especially wanted to note… well, what did I want to note… I forgot.

Windows open the way they show in movies — the bottom half of the frame slides up.

I ordered phone chargers and a phone on Amazon — the simplest one, just to receive SMS messages from the bank on my home numbers. Waiting for the promised two-day delivery…

Today I found something suspicious on the wall and flushed it down the toilet — some kind of tick. I hope there will be no meeting with its relatives.

Tomorrow is the local Independence Day. In the evening something is already banging somewhere in the distance, but it is not visible.

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